Thanksgiving
Baby Doll
Baby doll, do you wanna liveIn a long lost meadow far awayWith willow trees that weep all aroundThe tall grass in which you layDo you want to be golden, seeing flowersWith long green tails holding crownsAnd smell them, sleeping while your legs meltSoftly like the sun swells outStomp out fires that lash you huddleSleeping on stilts that lean like a bottleAnd your house is crooked and withering painfullyCreaking its beams while the wind whistles through themAnd your time is passing so fast and yet slowlyYou get what you want in your lonely holdingAnd then it is raining, 'cause Halloween is comingSo close you can smell it right against your faceAnd you're walking quickly through the wet stone citySo loud all around you because you are lateAnd there's no disguise that it's quite fitting for youExcept in the eyes of the people you walk byAnd there's no disguise that's so often worn by youAs the one in the eyes of the people who know you
From Letras Mania