Lyrics

Plastic flowers they don't die Like the light in my reflection Or the meaning of the wonder in your eyes Once it was there Then suddenly gone Lost to the changing season Something strange is open wide And I see it through an afternoon Of looking through the residues Of other people's ends Crouched at my feet But far as the moon A face like some turning pages Always keeping faith Always music fades Always as if to say Maybe today will be curious In a spell of endless why I can see that I'm repeating All the habits that I should have put to rest Visibly shook And ailing with love Shrouded by every corner All the porcelain dolls are placed In a manner that is ruthless And obscures the very Details that I'm trying to arrange Lost in a haze of furious sun And the ring of your mother laughing Always music fades Always as if to say Maybe today will be curious