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She dreams white
Behind her eyes of blue
Her wrapped in velvet
And her memories wrapped in cotton wool

And the coffee
Are burying the that she killed
In murder of a day
Her starts to crumble
a rock that turns to sand

And breaks down to seconds
When you're waiting, on a man
on a man

She's out the doorway
While checking out the guy
drunk imagination is climbing up
The ladder of her clad thigh

And the
Are burning up the hours she killed
In murder of a day

Her patience starts to
Like a rock turns to sand
And time down to seconds
When you're waiting, on a man
on a man, waiting on a man

It seems so long since
The goes by so slow
you're waiting on a man
Waiting on a man to

She shivers in a sweat
That she's to ignore
As she her shaking fingers
Round the change by the phone

She needs him than she'll admit
And more than others need to
She hopes the that tie
Her stomach are only

The time by so slow
you're waiting on a man
Waiting on a man to

She prays no one pays attention
As she out the call
As she fumbles with the
That the panic still show

She the lights stay green all night
She prays the traffic slow
And that the knots tie
Her are only butterflies

Only butterflies, fly by day
While waiting on a man
Waiting on a man to

There he stands the door
She reaches for her to go
And she wanders in a dream
She away to a dream

She threads her way
Through the neon washed
She flirts the shadows
And skirts round the

Of a night sleep through the day
casts out its refugees and throws out its debris
She turns the key in a lock to a fairytale
That she guards her ghosts of faithful familiars
Who attend to her in the patchwork cathedral
Observing the ritual silent compassion and prayers

On the edges of a tightening circle
She arranges the photographs faded and
The memories of her friends and her family
Respectfully turned to the

She up the sound on a second hand radio
And drowns out the noise of the world she lives in
Her conscience, her witness, her life is her
And the man she left waiting is to murder a day