it's a station
after station
when you're still not awake

and all this glitter
on her cheek, well
it is glimmering
but not for me

we're reflections in white washed glass
faces replaced
faces replaced
faces replaced
by outlined masks
perfectly shaped
perfectly shaped

it's a station
after station
when you still are asleep

and i get tired
of always asking
for the strange things
of ours

(strange sins, all wild?)

we're reflections in white washed glass
faces replaced
faces replaced
faces replaced
by outlined masks
perfectly shaped
perfectly shaped
we're reflections in white washed glass
faces replaced
faces replaced
faces replaced by outlined masks
perfectly shaped like porcelain

strange things
of ours
strange things
of our

we're reflections in white washed glass
faces replaced
faces replaced
we're reflections in white washed glass
faces replaced
faces replaced
we're reflections in white washed glass
faces replaced
faces replaced
faces replaced by outlined masks
perfectly shaped like porcelain