Oh, she's coming on through,
sun on her shoulders, burning the sky,
and I know I want her,
and I know I can't see why
And I just couldn't keep my eyes straight
even before it began,
but this history was rewritten
to include silly things,
but now I never want to see her again
All this beautiful discord,
all this wondrous disarray,
I never wanted your scorn,
but stone I'll be until your final days