Rhoda
Wished to be the petal of a lily
And tossed my body to the loch
Frozen violets and fallen drops
You crushed my hands in twisted knots
I'm alive, but gone
You must understand
My meaning has melted inside of your hands
This was the only way that I could do it
I wandered north to extend my sights
Find voices in the trees
Trying to relate to someone
Welcoming waves to swallow me
The air is different, my senses unguided
All of my emotions at once have collided
Reminds me of how unaware you were
To all the sadness you provide
You said
Poor Rhoda
You say everything's alright
You say everything's fine
But I'm happiest alone
Yet I sigh
For the faceless forms made fun of all their lives
You see them tremble yet you derive
All your pleasures from your pride
How brutal you've been to me in our time
You said
You are mistaken
For I will glow with a Radium flow
You lit me up with your decaying soul
The loneliness will kill you
But you will never let it show
So climb up on those mountains dear
Pretend to rid yourself of all of your fears
Even your shadow refuses to follow
As you dive into that strangest hollow
And you said
Poor Rhoda
And tossed my body to the loch
Frozen violets and fallen drops
You crushed my hands in twisted knots
I'm alive, but gone
You must understand
My meaning has melted inside of your hands
This was the only way that I could do it
I wandered north to extend my sights
Find voices in the trees
Trying to relate to someone
Welcoming waves to swallow me
The air is different, my senses unguided
All of my emotions at once have collided
Reminds me of how unaware you were
To all the sadness you provide
You said
Poor Rhoda
You say everything's alright
You say everything's fine
But I'm happiest alone
Yet I sigh
For the faceless forms made fun of all their lives
You see them tremble yet you derive
All your pleasures from your pride
How brutal you've been to me in our time
You said
You are mistaken
For I will glow with a Radium flow
You lit me up with your decaying soul
The loneliness will kill you
But you will never let it show
So climb up on those mountains dear
Pretend to rid yourself of all of your fears
Even your shadow refuses to follow
As you dive into that strangest hollow
And you said
Poor Rhoda
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Writer(s): Dario Durastanti
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