Tekst
Muddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono
Wearing bracelets of smoke, naked of understanding
Nicotine smears long long dried tears, invisible tears
Safe in my own words, learning from my own words
Crow joke, crow joke
Huddled in the safety of a pseudo silk kimono
A morning may rise in the starless shutters of my eyes
The spirit of a misplaced childhood is rising to speak his mind
To this orphan of heartbreak, disillusioned and scarred
A refugee
Safe in the sanctuary
