Bloody Mary
There Will Be Fireworks
Come home
Lift those eyes:
The mirror and the flame
The same air
And the same sky
But everything has changed
It’s not like
There’s a bad sign on the rise
(Did you say her name three times?)
It’s not like
There’s such a thing as fate
You can make your own way
Whatever this life brings
At the end of everything
I want to hear you sing