Fuchsia - A Tiny Book lyrics

Trying to light on an easier time The gambit quite obscured its reason Concealed, confused, kept the people amused And lost the voice that was its meaning. The shadows whisper past her window Unaware of all she needs to be The days seem like an endless journey Only broken by a timeless night. She sits and sings a song to the moon, Taken from the bits of tricks she's handled. And though she smiles and faces the day, Her life eludes the life she's dreaming. The shadows whisper past her window Unaware of all she needs to be The days seem like an endless journey Only broken by a timeless night. Lacking in some ways, I'm gifted with all that I feel. Living your life, take only that which is real. In time I might find the right words to use. If I don't it won't be for lack of trying. But still I'll try and keep you amused, And make the time more easy pa**ing. The shadows whisper past her window Unaware of all she needs to be The days seem like an endless journey Only broken by a timeless night. I turned and walked into the street without a name. She saw my life in tatters and she took the rags for clothes, She didn't wear because they weren't appealing. As time went by nostalgically reflecting on a few She asked me if I thought that she had aged I was not bound to answer in a way that made things easy. Cadaverous hands reach out to hold me, Picking up time it was not easy taking to a room without a view. Bitter sweet conflicting meaning hidden by a smoke ceiling, Resolved itself and I began to smile, and turn away. But now, I'm reconciled to what I am today. The figure pressed within the gla** is frail and growing cold. For her mistakes I am not bound to answer.