So now I'm left alone Inside my dusky room The shades are slightly grown They grabble in the gloom
Glissading by the window-sill Suspiring in the nightly still They slowly ride the wooden floor Entrapping scents from outdoor
Fantastic shapes Are dancing on the velvet drapes Grimacing in the reel In endless fuss They silently discuss The secrets that I can't reveal
Glissading by the window-sill Suspiring in the nightly still They slowly ride the wooden floor Entrapping scents from outdoor
But maybe they actually want to believe in The frail and illusory system they live in Maybe they think they are sovereign wights Being the echoes of lights
Glissading by the window-sill Suspiring in the nightly still They slowly ride the wooden floor Entrapping scents from outdoor