A life  a wreck
Charming is her dress
And the nape of her neck

My ink's awry in the blink of an eye
It leaves  by the by

Take off old threads by her tomb of a bed
Am I right in the head

And we'll pretend like we're angry young men
Lest we should forget

Angst marrs your eyes (such unclear warning signs)
Am I evil  am I kind

My heart's cold drone will outlive these faded bones
But I won't always be alone  I won't always feel this

How she now sits oddly with the times

How she now sits oddly with the times

A life  a wreck
Charming is her dress
And the nape of her neck

And we'll pretend like we're angry young men
Lest we should forget

How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times

How she now sits oddly with the times

I was lost  was lost  was lost and so ashamed

I was lost  was lost  was lost and so ashamed

I was lost  was lost  was lost and so ashamed

I was lost  was lost  was lost and so ashamed

How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times
How she now sits oddly with the times