The Glove - Perfect Murder Songtext

move inside my daydream : like
fingers in a glove : twisting round
and round and round : round and round
and round with love! : the meeker
sleeker circle girls dressed in docile
white : spinning on a hill they follow
the dracula kite : the first idea
flew thin and uninvited from
the sky : I reached out my
hands and held the knife of
ice : very thin red water
flowed underneath my skin : I
turned their eyes blue children :
the perfect murder : wait until
the darkest coldest summer
nights that's when it starts
but if you blink you'll miss
the fun you'll lose their
pretty hearts

Blue Sunshine Album

The Glove