http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pfiyF62konU(Face in the mirror on my bathroom door
I saw her dance in rain in the summer downpour)
I saw her dance till the rain put the fire out
Burned at the steak, Joan of Arc little anxious saint
I illustrate the gates of hell into my notebook her flesh burns up in the furnace
Ashes to Ashley
Urns to something earnest
I slit my wrist and curse with an ink pen
Write a revelation, burn a stack of bibles
question my faith, get my churlish ass to smile
Find another suttel piece of confidence to muster
Her ministry echoes in this monolithic structure
Cremate the dieing Christmas trees
The winter is full of bitter, ashy, black blizzards
And when the superstition delivered
And it came down the chimney they found her in the fire place with me
Ashes to Ashley
The fire's only half dead, how many angels can you fit on a match head
Count them
Try start a fire
Do it
Turn the volume down or write a song to her movement
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