When you cry, the
seconds are ignited, the
wings of the
greenhouse breeze turn to ashes,
when you cry,
the songs become more subtle, the
candlesticks become more frightening, the
mirrors become less, when you cry, the hearts of the heart become blue, the
stars burn for you, they burn
like a razor hand, they
feather at your feet,
when you cry, they
become sad, the canaries
become bad to sing, the
butterflies become depressed, the
patterns fall from
color.
When you cry,
when you cry,
when you cry, when you cry,
when you cry, when you cry,
I doubt my existence
, I am filled with emptiness,
something of my body
is lost, I am trapped in weightlessness, I am
left in a cage, I am
tired of myself, I am tired of everyone,
when you cry, the
heart of the night is blue, the stars burn for
you, they burn
like a razors hand
, they feather at your feet
when you You cry, you get sad, you get sad, you
canary, it gets bad to read to them, the
butterflies get depressed, the
patterns fall from the
rainbow,
when you
cry.
