Julie Christmas

Six pairs Of Feet and One Pair Of Legs from The Bad Wife

Speak softly There's an echo in here That's louder Than the footsteps on the stairs That groan, and hiss, and move That groans, and hiss, and move That groans, and hiss, and Shadow puppets play on skirts of failing Grace The whispers that she makes from fields where faces Sound, hate Sound, hate Your, shadow puppets play on skirts of failing Grace Through storms to cross her hace, the angels watch and wait And all, her sighs Keep perfect time With waves In heartbeats, she tells She lies, so light, she's hardly there She lies, so light, she's hardly there She lies, she lies, so light, she's hardly there She lies, she lies, so light, she's hardly there She lies, she lies, so light, she's hardly there (yeah, oh) yeah (he-e-e-ere) She lies, so light, she's hardly ever there (she lies, so light, she's hardly, she's hardly ever there) (he-e-e-ere) She lies, so light, she's hardly ever there (she lies, so light, she lies, she's hardly ever there) (he-e-e-eah) She lies, so light, she's hardly there (she lies, so light, she lies, she's hardly ever there) (he-e-e-eah) She lies, she lies, so light, she's hardly ever there (she lies, so light, she lies, she's hardly ever there) (he-e-e-eah) yeah