Dress me up in fire roses,
Shower me in blue perfume...
You know my ears live,
When they absorb the spells...
The sun forgets my name again,
I wake in gray, I stay in bed...
Something about bombs.
Something about death...
You know my ears live,
When they absorb the spells...
I remember your face
As it was after a long day of work...
This cannot be my heart.
Maybe it used to be, but not anymore...