Pencil, Paper

My pockets are full of paper
they document this first day with out her
Famous and worthy of a little light and little figurine
blemished thoughtless and a wash with
tides of better and for worse
And so falling around my fingertips
These scraps are all to prove we're done

Levy swaying formed a band of foxes trough
the water swimming faster now
they reached the town with nothing left to build

And so falling around my fingertips
All these scraps all to prove me wrong
The box they used to lie in
stayed untouched but not for long
but today they stopped needing
quiet so much, as yesterday

The box they used to lie in
stayed untouched but not for long
but today they stopped needing
quiet so much, as yesterday

Oh for shame
Outward blow

You said okay to all the dolls
Don't you cry those tiny eyes
No you don't need anyone
Oh your pets, found what to kill
There okay as is everyone

Don't you cry those tiny eyes
No you don't need anyone.