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.