Live from a world of empty threats.
They can break bones.
Sent home in a wreck.
The less then sudden yell.
The raised voice of despair.
Chimes briefly in the air.
Broken hearts that never tell.
Alive was wearing a green velvet dress.
And her eyes were wild.
She was dancing in the basement that no one left in days.
We were making jewelry out of candies and paint.
We were wrapped in scarves.
When I got cold we would snuggle underneath the carpet.
And no one cared.
Pushed down crooked steps.
We left home.
They crept alone in jest.
The joke got lost on me.
A raised voice that kept me there.
Lungs that can't hold air.
Broke hearts, the coldest stares.
Chimes briefly in the air.
Oh Broke hearts that never tell.
Alive was wearing a green velvet dress.
And her eyes were wild.
She was dancing in the basement that no one left in days.
We were making jewelry out of candies and paint.
We were wrapped in scarves.
When I got cold we would snuggle underneath the carpet.
And no one cared.
