She was nineteen with her father's eyes But she'll hide them tonight We want to see the paint strip the room and the night close the blinds With wilting eyes and dulling skin A ship's fire will begin She'll run in the rain under light-pole skies With the weight of her lies She longs to feel the time in her hands, through cracked glass bleeding sand We'll never write, we'll never call, Exposed bones shimmer white AND YOU WILL NEVER WAIT SO LONG TIME WILL SLIP BY UNTIL IT'S GONE [Repeat]