Nothing so bright
Nothing so small
Nothing so pure as my baby
All of my life
Days into nights
All i did dream was my baby
Until the day
Darkness entwined with silver eyes
Was my baby staring at me
And since then
I cant see straight
And since then
My smiles been fake
Funny, i know the troubles ive seen
But through one eye only thats clean
If you bring along your needles
Then ill bring my sharpened pencils
And draw one more comic tragedy
So call up the child players
From madame well rent the parlor
And dance to death till i cant see
My baby
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