Swanskin
Strawberry Hospital * Track #3 On Phantasmaphilia
Swanskin Lyrics
Lips ghostlike tremor
Guts filling fluttering forewings
Pale bells chime and tolling and
Your skin as swanskin
Hush, hush
Nowhere to be
If belonging for this second
Belonging to me
Hush, hush
Nowhere to be
If belonging for this second