Since I feel like I already wrote my Cure song, this one was a challenge. This is my 4th attempt at it. Whew!
lyrics
I take off my daily face
And put it in a jar
I live to see the beauty in the scar
All I ever wanted
Was a chance to get it right
To feel the way I only feel at night
I saw the hanging man he was walking through the garden
His tears fell on the ceiling just like rain
Haunted in our youth
All alone and misconstrued
We looked a fright
A ghoulish sight
When we were creatures of the night
You were golden as the sun
I was raven Siouxsie Sioux
We walked along the street like invert twins
Sunrise to my sunset
I discerned myself in you
Like halves of one that’s somehow cut in two
We listened to the water
As it sparkled and it sputtered
It told us about dark and sacred things
Haunted in our youth
All alone and misconstrued
We looked a fright
A ghoulish sight
When we were creatures of the night
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