See the light?....It's a cold flame in the mirror.
Gingham dresses for one and all.....The trees are short, the flowers tall.
Bloody sheets on the floor...may the beast sleep no more.
Fond memories of the younger days...to old to feel the pain.
Yesterday so long ago....have you seen this hunger?
Will tomorrow feel it grow?
Gingham dresses for one and all.....The trees are short, the flowers tall.
Bloody sheets on the floor...may the beast sleep no more.
Fond memories of the younger days...to old to feel the pain.
Yesterday so long ago....have you seen this hunger?
Will tomorrow feel it grow?