Beast and the Harlot

                                                   ...oh good

Far far, there's this little girl she was praying for something to happen to her
everyday she writes words and more words just to speak out the thoughts that keep floating inside
and she's strong when the dreams come cos' they take her, cover her, they are all over
the reality looks far now, but don't go
how can you stay outside?there's a beautiful mess inside
far far, there's this little girl she was praying for something good to happen to her
from time to time there're colors and shapes dazeling her eyes, tickeling her hands
they invent her a new world with oil skies and aquarel rivers
but don't you run away already please don't go
take a deep breath and dive there's a beautiful mess inside
far far there's this little girl she was praying for something big to happen to her
every night she ears beautiful strange music it's everywhere there's nowhere to hide
but if it fades she begs "oh lord don't take it from me, don't take it yourselves"
i guess i'll have to give it birth to give it birth
i guess, i guess, i guess i have to give it birth
i guess i have to, have to give it birth
there's a beautiful mess inside and it's everywhere
so shake it yourself now deep inside deeper than you ever dared.