The piano plays her keys silent
in a room full of cold breathing dragons
I speak dutch , and my silent laughter fills the room
she says," Can you hear me ? "
I write in Braille on the walls fingers bleed
and they wear it all over their hearts .
As they smile at me. But they can't hear a word I say .
And My purpose is completed today.
I build bricks and buildings for a living and there aint nothing beautiful about that.
If you can find the maze this little girl hides in I will tell you
she wears pink lipstick and if it makes sense she will hold you
But don't try to get in to those panties ........
There is a winter under the warm sun.
Under my coat is the black and white letter
And a red heart some where in the mail
I sent it off to the Dream King
But I'm not sure if he will sign for it
So I sit here and write instead.
I am sitting in this room
I am beginning to look like them
But what they don't know is I am Anastasia instead.