I should have known better To see what I could see My black shroud Holding down my feelings A pillar for my enemies I should have wrote a letter And grieve what I happen to grieve My black shroud I never trust my feelings I waited for the remedy When I was three, three maybe four She left us at that video store Oh, be my rest, be my fantasy Oh, be my rest, be my fantasy I'm light as a feather I'.....
