Video, Music, Lyrics & Vocals by My Blue Dress. Thanks to Michelle Winn for the amazing face painting. Thanks to M&M Productions for the location... and for letting me use their bed. [Copyright Marie Desmet]
It's the chance that leans on your cradle The fairies spoiling you with your lips and your skin And the strings that vibrate to the sound of your first words You fly away to live but it was too early.
It's the dance that embraces you, imprisons your bones Women's shadows looking at you from above Faces freeze at the sight of the burden That draw tears with the ink of your pain
It's the lance planted in the middle of your back Men intoxicated to the smell of your skin And feathers and chair wounded with a knife They defend their romance, you will be abnegated soon