Her mother said that she couldn’t love The physical way a woman should Then where else could she could go Where the sisters and the fathers can’t save her soul Send them in, see them on If she can’t find a lover she'll fashion one Imaginary men, like the burnt out poets in the hinterland
The phoenix says The double says The serpent says The siren says
Why use the word, when the word it means to believe Why use the word, when the word needs belief
The hourglass sees What shelf-life does She asked exactly: Tell me what is love? But breathing life alone It's just the words from a prophet, town religious shows Imagine hurt, imagine tears She opened up until she disappeared And vanished hand in hand With all the long lost children locked in Neverland
The phoenix says The double says The serpent says The siren says Why use the word, when the word it means to believe Why use the word, when the word needs belief
The phoenix says (burn for me) The double says (lie for me) The serpent says (beg for me) The siren says (die for me)