It's your bicycle bells

And your Rembrandt swells

You're children like

And still breathing

It's your look of loss

When you're coming across

Makes me feel like a thief

When you're bleeding



Duchess, Duchess

Light up your candles for me

Duchess, Duchess

Put all the love back in me



It's the Persian sea

Running through your veins

You shed your names

With the seasons

Still they all return

With there last remains

As they lay them before you

Like breezes



It's your shimmering dress

It says no

It says yes

It says i've nothing left for concealing

It's your shapeless flesh

And your old girl's grace

It's your young girl's face

That I'm breathing



Duchess, Duchess

Light up your candles for me

Duchess, Duchess

Put all the love back in me



I'm lying

She's crying