Testo di Wrapped In Pain

She walked Her head hung down Watching her feet Move on their own Restless hands Grasped at things No one else could see Dark circles watched Her eyes grow wide Guardians of her gaze The high red flush Of something wrong Stained the hills of her face Midsummer blazed Her rotting cage Death took his hat off At her grave Scarecrows drape the colored page marking giant mistakes Getting stronger in pain of These special things All wrapped in plain All wrapped in plain No one saw Pale shoulders shake Passed over for Shiner things Brighter birds With bigger wings Took up all of the cracks Nothing left for the faint This poisoned mouse With paws on stars Mottled gray fur Ignored She quickly dreams of fall Where brighter flowers dive And bend Quicksand's Right hand Weighs in Low weathers Greatest friend Wet breath in shallow lungs That drown Her hands Like doves Scarecrows drape The colored page Gaping selfish mistakes Grinning wider each day Growing stronger in pains Of these special things All wrapped up in plain An imbeciles glory day Spitting coins at the fade Of these special things Twilight final soft claim All wrapped up in plain All wrapped up in plain These special things