Cherry Red

in the pictures she's been moving

black and white and cherry red

drawing thin lines between our lives

black and white and cherry red

the tightrope dance of the walking dead

we do all we can

in an hour you could have had me

and by nightfall i was yours

it wasn't your fault

you never met me

pandora's box

she sings a siren's song

i am the damage done

it was all i needed

in the pictures she is reason

a promise i keep to myself

drawing something from a dry stone

black and white and cherry red

tightrope dance of the walking dead

we do all we can

she sings a siren's song

i am the damage done

and maybe i'm not right to think of things this way but it's all i have now so look away

it's funny when they go just like they came

she sings a siren's song

i am the damage done

"i am not you," she said

"i am not you," she said

"won't you listen?"

"i am not you," she said

"i am not what you need"

"won't you listen?"