Bird Lay Frue

She keeps all her longing and her Photographs
Halfway she’s home while she sighs
While, as I could go the other side
Buried without you know why
She keeps all her longing and her Photographs
Happiness folded inside
While, as I could go the other side
Buried without you even know… it is time
She’s the girl in the bubble, dancing, smiling by
Dressing you in gold when you lie
Painless as Johnny Mandell’s Suicide
We don’t even want to know that
I dream of her longing and her photographs
Happiness folded inside
While, as I could go the other side