the last beautiful thing I saw is the thing that blinded me

作词 : Paris Paloma

作曲 : Paris Paloma

A dozen crows, and then some

On the rhododendrons

In the cemetery, where I lay

Like Rebecca reigning over Manderley

My foot fell upon your grave

Like a pressure point

It ends beneath the soil

Down came sheets of pouring hail

I sheltered in a church, an arch within

From the shards of glass falling so pale

And I looked up, and saw the sun

It separated all the colors

And the ice, into my eyes

It fell and left me blind

That was the last thing that I saw:

The fractured glass and its downpour

I felt the blood mix with the water

And I didn't see no more

I came across an injured dove

I wanted to put her out of her misery

There came no signal from above

No sign, no guide, I thought "whatever could this mean?"

And with my hand I picked her up

And in that moment, oh it shifted magically

For when her feathers felt my touch

I saw her a demon

Feathers, they turned black

Oh she was no phoenix, but a creature of the ash

I let her go, she hit the ground

I heard the thud, regained her color

Saw the scar, she had been bound

By someone, and left to die

I never really found that dove

That's just a story I made up

Because I wanted all of it to stop

And I didn't know how to tell you

I didn't know how

I didn't know how

And I looked up, into the sun

It separated all the colors

And the ice, into my eyes

It fell and left me blind

And I looked up, and saw the sun

It separated all the colors

And the ice, into my eyes

It fell, and changed my mind