when I come to terms to terms with this when I come to terms with this when I come to terms to terms with this my world will change for me I haven't moved since the call came since the call came I haven't moved I stare at the wall knowing on the other side the storm that waits for me
then the Seated Woman with a Parasol may be the only one you can't Betray if I'm the Seated Woman with a Parasol I will be safe in my frame
I have no need for a sea view for a sea view I have no need I have my little pleasures this wall being one of these
when I come to terms to terms with this when I come to terms with this when I come to terms with this whip lash of Silk on wool embroidery
then the Seated Woman with a Parasol may be the only one you can't betray if I'm the Seated Woman with a Parasol I will be safe in my frame I will be safe in my frame in your House in your frame