In motion she swipes past your face
With a blur that bleeds into one
Embellish her with sight and sound
The stylish way to make someone
You love hit the ground
She swept me off my feet this time
Pray, says the needle to the thread
This is the perfect sound
And where we both collide
Pray, says the choir to the symphony
Strike up the sound
ThatÂ’s running through our veins
Like martyrs who take their lives
In the sacrifice for the ones that they love
IÂ’m vulnerable, IÂ’m spread out
And IÂ’m facing the blade
Until our curves melt into one
I have to make these words
Carry after IÂ’m gone
Her pictures line upon the shelf
The portrait smiles back around
Embrace, if I held her up to the light
What would I find out about
Expose, so reveals the secrets
Of my vixen in the scarlet dress
A life comes full circle
I guess we lost the war
They said weÂ’d last forever
When we both collide
In silhouettes they see themselves
Like floating sheets from which they laid
The ghost shape takes form from who we are