Picture
One reason I wish I could draw
Without mortally injuring my limbs:
I would whip up a series of stills and make
A music video.
Also, this is completely not worth reading.
Livin my life in a slow hell
Different girl every night at the hotel
Klara and a generic faerie girl on the St Francis courtyard
I ain't seen the sunshine
In three damn days
And now, in a bed.
Been fuelin'up on cocaine and whiskey
Wish I had a good girl to miss me
Same bed, though there is clearly blood on the sheets now. In the corner of the image, there is a picture frame, turned backward.
Lord I wonder if I'll ever change my ways
The picture is of Penny brushing Klara's hair
I put your picture away
The desk where it sits is now clear
Sat down and cried today
I can't look at you while I'm lying next to her
I put your picture away
Sat down and cried today
I can't look at you while I'm lying next to her
There's the faerie girl, looking confused while Klara sits in a corner.
I called you last night in the hotel
Everyone knows but they won't tell
But their half-hearted smiles tell me somethin' just ain't right
Penny, in red robes, is sitting quietly away from the staff blue mages.
I've been waitin' on you for a long time
Fuelin' up on heartaches and cheap wine
I ain't heard from you in three damn nights
Various envelopes are opened on a table
I put your picture away
I wonder where you been
A picture identical to Klara's is in a drawer.
I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him
I put your picture away
The drawer is closed
I wonder where you been
I can't look at you while I'm lyin' next to him
Penny's eyes are closed, she is curled up on a lush bed: Klara's.
I saw you yesterday with an old friend
It was the same old same how've you been?
Penny is listening to her old record
Since you've been gone my worlds been dark and grey
You reminded me of brighter days
Elsewhere, Klara is in class with the french girl (what's her name?)
I hoped you were comin' home to stay
Another letter, on top of the previous pile. It reads that Klara is going to the Mediterranean.
I was headed to church
Penny is in her corner, eyes wide, and hands in a pinching motion.
I was off to drink you away
Klara is once again with a (different) faerie, this time male.
I thought about you for a long time
Can't seem to get you off my mind
A new picture is on Klara's desk, of Penny being tended by blue mages, clearly dead.
I can't understand why we're living life this way
I found your picture today
Penny's closed drawer,
I swear I'll change my ways
I just called to say I want you to come back home
fade,
I found your picture today
I swear I'll change my ways
Klara's desk with the old picture returned, next to the new one.
I just called to say I want you to come back home
I just called to say I love you, come back home