Powder Blue
Your eyes are just like black spiders
Your hair and dress in ribbons, baby cakes
In despair or incoherent, nothing in between
China white, my bride tonight, smiling on the tiles
Bring that minute back
We never get so close as when
The sun ward flight begins
Stumble through the crowds together
They're trying to ignore us, that's okay
I'm proud to be the one you hold when the shakes begin
Sallow skinned, starry eyed, blessed in our sin
Bring that minute back
We never get so close to death
Makes you so alive
Bring that minute back
We never get so close as when
The sun ward flight begins