Magnetic Fields (The)
Painted Flower
I'm just a painted flower on silk brocadeLeft in the sun I will slowly fadeFade to nothing like I'd never been madeLike I'd never been madeI'm just a painted flower, a frozen bloomLeft alone in some forgotten roomA fly in amber, I pose in my tombI pose in my tombI'm only drops of paint in a silver frameWithout an aim and without a nameGathering dust, every day just the sameEvery day just the same.
From Letras Mania