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She China white
Behind her of China blue
Her wrapped in velvet
And her memories in warm cotton wool

And the grounds
Are burying the hours that she
In murder of a day
Her starts to crumble
Like a that turns to sand

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

She's checking out the
she's checking out the guy
Whose drunk imagination is up
The ladder of her silk thigh

And the
Are burning up the that she killed
In another of a day

Her patience starts to
Like a rock turns to sand
And time breaks down to
When waiting, waiting on a man
on a man, waiting on a man

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

She shivers in a sweat
she's trying to ignore
As she wraps her shaking
Round the loose change by the

She needs him more than admit
And more than need to know
She hopes the knots tie
Her are only butterflies

The time by so slow
When waiting on a man
on a man to show

She prays that no one pays
As she out the call
As she fumbles with the
That the panic doesn't show

She prays the stay green all night
She the traffic doesn't slow
And that the that tie
Her stomach are only

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

There he stands behind the
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 with the shadows
And round the victims

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

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

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