It's your bicycle bells
And your Rembrandt swells
You're children like

And still breathing
It's your look of loss
When you're coming across

Makes me feel like a thief
When you're bleeding


Duchess, Duchess
Light up your candles for me
Duchess, Duchess

Put all the love back in me

It's the Persian sea

Running through your veins
You shed your names
With the seasons

Still they all return
With there last remains
As they lay them before you

Like breezes

It's your shimmering dress

It says no
It says yes
It says i've nothing left for concealing

It's your shapeless flesh
And your old girl's grace
It's your young girl's face

That I'm breathing

Duchess, Duchess

Light up your candles for me
Duchess, Duchess
Put all the love back in me


I'm lying
She's crying