Sheets of empt

         
y canvas, unto

             
uched sheets o

       
f clay
             
Were laid spre

             
ad out before 

          
me as her body

 once did
 
           
All five horiz

          
ons revolved a

              
round her soul

 
 as the earth 

to the sun
             
Now the air I 

             
tasted and bre

          
athed has take

n a turn
 
             
Hmmmm, and all

              
 I taught her 

         
was everything
             
Hmmmm, I know 

              
she gave me al

       
l that she wor

e
 
           
And now my bit

ter hands,
      
Chafe beneath 

clouds
            
Of what was ev

erything
        
Oh, the pictur

es
              
Have all been 


washed in blac

k
              
Tattooed every

 
thing
 
 
        
I take a walk 

              
outside I'm su

             
rrounded by so

   
me kids at pla

y
             
Oh, I can feel

             
 their laughte

      
r so, why do I

 sear
 
             
Hmmmm, and twi

              
sted thoughts 

              
that spin 'rou

      
nd my head, I'

m spinning, oh
             
I'm spinning, 

              
How quick the 

              
sun can drop a


way
 
           
And now my bit

ter hands
       
Cradle broken 

glass
              
Of what was ev

  
erything
        
All the pictur

es have
         
All been washe

d in black
             
Tattooed every


thing
        
All the love g

one bad
          
Turned my worl

d to black
              
And tattooed a

    
ll I see,
         
All that I am,
         
All I'll be
 
          
  Yeah  Uh huh

         
  Uh huh
 
  
I know someday

 you'll have a

 beautiful lif

e,
             
I know you'll 

              
be a star in s

 
omebody elses 

sky
            
But why, why, 

            
why can't it b

e,
             
Why can't it b

               
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