Watch her out there on display
Dancing in her sleepy way
While all her visions start to play
On the icicles of our decay.
Fading flowers in her hair
She's suffering from wear and tear
She lies in waterfalls of dreams
And never questions what it means.
And all along the desert shore
She wanders further evermore
The only thing that's left to try
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