Weird Wood - Idaho

Your frail emptiness

Is all that i tear from your skin

Only freedom comes

With the beauty surrounding your eye

What don’t you say to me?

What don’t you say to me?

She was once a queen

But nobody cares

And that’s fine

Because i’m inside the glorious realm of your ways

What don’t you say to me?

What don’t you say to me?

'cause i know that i know

That i must prove that my words are true

And i will not fail to offer you gifts from my heart

That will stay with you if it falls apart