She

I live in a house that stands on chicken legs
I'm a young girl with old woman's hands
I sort out the poppy seeds from the earth
Without my work there would be no colors

I know the plants that kill
I know the plants that heal
You see me in your dreams and yet I am real

I know the white knight
I know the red knight
I know the black knight
I gave birth to their three horses
Without my work there would be no colors
Without my work there would be no night or day
Turn your back on me and your whole world will turn grey

There is a skull in my house, there burns a fire
From each hole shines a light that makes you wiser

Everything that lives will die and everything that dies will live

That's all I got to say
And now you have to go
Some things my dear are not for you to know
Without my work there would be no colors
Without my work there would be no colors



Credits
Writer(s): Pauline Nicole Julianna Nemson
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