Paper Bouquet

Loop through a silky ribbon, my pretender
Hide a scarlet letter
Manuals in hand
We paint the world a bit redder

Bury my new friend, means to an end
Decomposing sailor shirts
Button down jackets, pleated skirts
Dress up
In the mirror I am Cinderella
Too late to reborn

If the future needs a billion samples of flowers
I'm your reaper
I’ve no colour
So the least I can do for you is endure
I'm here in familiar dark
Though sometimes I wonder
Where is my resetter?

Faster than the speed of light
Shining bright, falling into our eyes
We are sapphires
Laying on sand
The world now tastes a bit saltier

Forward, marching forward
Looking back, my path traces out a red line
Is the future set in place?
Is it not too late?
Too late to be a good girl today?

Bury my new friend, means to an end
Decomposing sailor shirts
Button down jackets, pleated skirts
Dress up
In the gutter I am snow white
Sopping wet, swallowing spikes

Then you whispered in my ears so softly
Only I can hear
What strange words

It all matters
Every drop of tear, every cowardly dream
So we ripped out pages of the scriptures
Folded a billion paper flowers

And painted them every colour
Every piece we made is my treasure
We walked down the aisle unexplored
We walked down the aisle unexplored
Remaining strangers