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...