Blouse — Into Black

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You’re like a picture
You know you’ll never be the same thing again
But it’s a strike of lightning
Every time you look

Every time you listen
What do the gods know?
They’ll never see the stars look as small as this
And you’re a strike of lightning

Making up a sky for the gods to kiss with
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
I want to watch it fade into
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

I want to watch it fade into black
What of the missle?
Doesn’t even own its own way to go
That’s not the way they made you

The colors in your eyes look like a stained glass window
When your tears fall
You never really see them when they hit the ground
But when they do they rise back

Over to the gods raining on the god ground
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
I want to watch it fade into
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

I want to watch it fade into
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
I want to watch it fade into
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
I want to watch it fade into black