Tissue-paper skin, ripping in the wind
White fairy dust, dripping in sin
Days lived through film-reels, always head over heels
And I feel like I'm looking in a mirror
Wine colored locks in a cloud of smoke
A heart still beats when it is broken
A brother laying underground
When she speaks, she only hears sound
Watching herself from above
Venus de Milo
Nymph-like in marble
Laughing in yellow
Piscean and tender
Venus de Milo
Nymph-like in marble
Laughing in yellow
Piscean and tender
Soft acrobat, long dresses in water
Sunrise, long sighs, still growing taller
Summer rainstorm, velvet couch
Jailbait, soulmate, scaramouche
The toe-ring at the bottom of the lake
Venus de Milo
Nymph-like in marble
Laughing in yellow
Piscean and tender
Venus de Milo
Nymph-like in marble
Laughing in yellow
Piscean and tender