She’s dark as the night
A vision of light
A shimmering glow, a bride left behind
Her dress is a cloud of watering eyes
Her body explored by the wind
By the wind
You told her you really cared
Believing her fashion
In your world of small affairs
A painfull distraction
She’s turning to dust
In the beams of a sunset
And you’ll leave her to rust
On a trip through your funfair
A crack in the roof
She’s towing her pain
She follows a star, guided by rain
Her house is a moon
Her shadow’s a trail
And her beauty’s derailed
Her missions might fade
Will fade
She told me you really cared
Bliss to her fashion
You followed her broken stairs
Into lost compassion
Now she’s turning to dust
In the beams of a sunset
And you’ll leave her to rust
On a trip through your funfair
Now she’s turning to dust
In the beams of a sunset
And you’ll leave her to rust
On a trip through your funfair
© Vegar L. Nesset/Tekira Music 2012