Beautiful Self

Eleven

Swollen fingers, gripping the brushes 
Sleepless hours, haunting the eyes of her youth
She'll never stop rising from ashes
Marvelling at her taste of ochre over crimson 
Salty water blows up the color beyond 
Breathing and crying, part of her dying 
As the sun bled the sky, it bled the sky... 
She loses her beautiful self to the world 
Loses her beautiful self to the world
Loses her beautiful self to the world 
She loses her beautiful self to the world 

Flaming reason, tripping her shot at the crowd 
Her life is an easel, framing what no one has found 
Breathing and crying, part of her dying 
As the sun bled the sky 
As the sun bled the sky 
As the sun bled the sky, it bled the sky 
She loses her beautiful self to the world 
Loses her beautiful self to the world 
Loses her beautiful self to the world 
She loses her beautiful self to the world 

She loses her beautiful self to the world 
Loses her beautiful self to the world 
Loses her beautiful self to the world 
She loses her beautiful self 
The soil is never full enough 
She loses her beautiful self to the world