Marissa Nadler The Whole Is Wide
Flowers died a long
time ago my friend
and they're hanging on the wall
with wax and thread
When you were young
did you think it would ever end?
When you were young
did you think it would ever end?
Sylvia was a girl
that I knew best
and she wore the finest
eyelid dress
and she sits in her room
painting golden moons
and she sits in her room
painting golden runes
Oh, what am I to do
without a man to see me through?
Oh, what am I to do
without a man to see me through?
I'm more than blue
I'm violet
Lyla met a man
that she loved best
and he died in a fiery crash.
And the hole is wide
the hole is wide
the hole is wide
And the hole is wide
the hole is wide
the hole is wide
Oh, what am I to do
without a man to see me through?
Oh, what am I to do
without a man to see me through?
I'm more than blue
I'm violet