I walk fast.
To catch my shadow.
I try to stay here at his side.
Self-Defeat,
She’s sometimes faster;
She swings a noose in sight.
But she doesn’t know
I got an heir I can’t see.
She doesn’t know
There’s a flower on my mind.
And it’s old, it’s so pretty.
I’m gonna draw it up
Gonna burn it in…
And I’m gonna live long enough
To give it to him.
