My mother said that she could love

The physical way a woman should

Then where else could she go?

Where the sisters and the fathers can�t save her soul



Send them in, see them on

She can�t find a lover, she�ll fashion one

Imaginary men

Like the burned out poets in the hinterland



The phoenix says,

The devil says,

The serpent says,

The siren says,

Why is the word when the word needs the meaning?



The hourglass sees what shelf life does

She asked, exactly tell me what is love but grieving life alone

Just the words from prophets and religious shows



Imagine hurt, imagine tears

She opened up until she disappeared

Vanished, hand in hand,

With all the long-lost children locked in Neverland



[Chorus]



The phoenix says

(burn for me)

The devil says

(lie for me)

The serpent says

(durn for me)

The siren says

(die for me)

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