Sorrows Sibling
There's a madness in the meaning
Twice bitten never shy
And there's a lesson that can't be learned
Until you've broken down and cried
Fringed hair and bouffant stare
A quiz of answers without clues
Cool youth and soft skin couth
So many memories
Who was who?

Soul tied and dyed
In formaldehyde
Girl you've made it
A Paris Match, Dorleac
Someone else's muse
Soul tied and dyed
Like a Hendrix bride
Girl you've nailed it
Lazy beads and a crystal sneeze
Is it really you?

There's a line that caught my mind that night
Kamazoroff I'm told
Said 'The more i love a man's delight
The less i love his soul'
There's a good book in many tongues
That teaches wrong from right
All that money buys is sin
But the change could save your life

Soul tied and dyed
In formaldehyde
Girl you've made it
A Paris Match, Dorleac
Someone else's muse?
But who gave you the eye
When your sister cried
Girl you've nailed it!
Brows are plucked with her hair bob up
Someone else's blues?

Soul body and mind
Become petrified
Girl you've made it
Lazy beads and Armani jeans
But is it really you?
Was your soul driving the Renault 5
When your sister died?
Girl you're wasted
Head aloft now the lens cap's off
In someone else's shoes?
Those cruel journalists lied
Called it suicide
Said you'd faked it
Only 25 and Truffaut's pride
But was it really you?

Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid
Writer(s): Colin Hilton