This is the Girl

This is the Girl

For whom all tears fall

This is the Girl

Who was having a ball

Just a dark smear masking the eyes

Spirited away hurrying inside

This is the Girl

That crossed the bind

This is the song about smothering vine

Twisted as laurels to crown her head

Raised as a reef upon her bed

This is the Girl

This is the wine of the house it is said

This is the Girl who Yearned to be heard

So Much for cradling a smoldering bird

This is the Girl [x2]

This is the Girl

For whom all tears fall

This is the Girl

Who was having a ball

This is the Girl

For whom all tears have ahead

This is the Wine of the House it is said

This is the wine of the house it is said

This is the Girl who Yearned to be heard

So Much for cradling a smoldering bird

This is the Girl [x3]