Well its the end of the dream, that started on green metal
Where the tree whispered, and the wind shook
The Magnolia seeded limp in winter
The Magnolia seeded limp in winter
And she twisted round the cage, and she twisted around the cage
And slipped out into, the shaking night, the shaking night
And only shuffled cloth hanging, in the quickness of her leaving
Only shuffled cloth hanging, yeah, in the quickness of her leaving
The hastiness of her flight
The hastiness of her flight
