She from Empty House by Peter Hazen

She
She draws my eyes like explosions of fire
She
She's got a decoder ring in her pocket
She
She's already been through my laundry and garbage
So there is nothing to fear
there is nothing to fear
there is nothing to fear
because she already knows all about it

She
She is dancing on swords and machine guns
She's got it all
If she sees it, then she's got to have one
You
You've got not a single defense, you can forget it, son!
For she will tear you apart
she will tear you apart
she will tear you apart
as a reward when you have won

She
She crafts the stars while you stare in silence
She
She's weaving a glittering scroll of papyrus
She's all I see
She's all that I see when I close my eyelids
and I would take her to bed
Yes, I would take her to bed
Oh, I would take her to bed...
but she'd be the pilot

• Americana
• Folk
• blues
• folk rock
• rock n roll
• singer-songwriter
• Portland