Jubella
You had such grace
(You had such grace)
In the end.
And I wish I could remember
(And I wish I could remember)
What colour
Your eyes were
(Your eyes were)
Every time, looked at you, my mind went... blank!
(Jubella)
You had the best damn Sunday dress
(You claimed to be the one)
At the end
(Who would bring down the stars)
Of the world.
(But as of yet I've seen nothing)
Of. The. World!
The walls of flames
That consumed you
And everything
That was good and...
Not with a bang, but a
Whimper.
Except
(Except)
The dead
(The dead)
Flowers
(Flower you gave)
What would you do?
Arms spread welcoming
The impending nothing.
Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.
You had such grace
(You had such grace)
In the end.
I wish I could remember
(In the end)
What colour your eyes were
(In the end)
But everytime...
Looked at you my... mind!
Jubella
Tenías tanta gracia
(¡Tenías tanta gracia!)
Al final.
Y desearía poder recordar
(Y desearía poder recordar)
De qué color
Eran tus ojos
(Tus ojos)
Cada vez que te miraba, mi mente se quedaba en blanco.
(Jubella)
Tenías el mejor maldito vestido de domingo
(Afirmabas ser la elegida)
Al final
(Quien traería las estrellas)
Del mundo.
(Pero hasta ahora no he visto nada)
Del. Mundo.
Las paredes de llamas
Que te consumieron
Y todo
Lo que era bueno y...
No con un estruendo, sino con un
Susurro.
Excepto
(Excepto)
Las flores
(Las flores)
Muertas
(La flor que diste)
¿Qué harías?
Brazos abiertos dando la bienvenida
Al inminente vacío.
Nada. Nada. Nada.
Tenías tanta gracia
(Tenías tanta gracia)
Al final.
Desearía poder recordar
(Al final)
De qué color eran tus ojos
(Al final)
Pero cada vez...
¡Te miraba y mi... mente!
Escrita por: Alexisonfire