the light upon the surface that beckoned deep into the moment and the tiger stepped forth

White tiger be my guide

Don't you see me when I walk round'

Everyday I feel like Ima fall down, down

I let it out, I let it out

Don't you see me on the runway

Beautiful raindrops cover my insect blood on hands

It's all done, all torn apart

I wanna be beautiful like Joan of Arc

But my god is your god and your god is our god

But the fabric on my body means nothing when I see you in my eyes

Every single thing that existed goes straight to your eye

Every single thing that existed goes straight to your eye

Seasons see

Thank you, thank you, thank you