It's your bicycle bells And your Rembrandt swells Your children alive and still breathing And your look of loss When you're coming across Makes me feel like a thief When you're bleeding Duchess, Duchess Light up your candles For me Duchess, Duchess Put all your love Back in me I come whisper I touch, I touch you With the Persian sea Running through your veins You shed your names Like the seasons Still they all return With the last remains And they lay them before you like reasons Your shimmering dress It says no it says yes It says I have nothing left for conceiving It's your shiftless flesh And your old girl's grace It's your young girl's face That I'm breathing Duchess, Duchess Light up your candles For me Duchess, Duchess, Duchess Put all your love Back in me I am lying She, she's crying