How bright is she who plays in the dark A ruby wrapped in clover is she Watch the Sun lie over time Engulfed in all that seems free Crawl backwards on hind legs
Quickly now She's coming You hear her It's she
…click clack who's afraid of that
Sit now quiet You can't let her hear Hear all of the things A Ruby wrapped in clover Engulfed in the blackest of dreams
Glance away she's magic It's behind the eyes Maybe green or lightening or three Don't look too close You'll see nightmares
…click clack or maybe dreams
Imagine a piece of your soul retreating to under a bed for shelter. Now read it again.