Someone's evil laugh shoots down my back 

shapeless and ageing we start to run 

through the tangle of your broken words 

this cheap impulse falls so dry 

In the maze. I burn down 

turn...you turn my skin around 

wishing my eyes could look down 

down on me... 

Stairs fall like jewels 

as we near the door 

you fold through my neck 

and arms like crystal 

so black, so black with charm and breath 

we turn to face the dying sun... 

This green city rains down on me 

this green city rains down on me