Little Hells

Mama I have

Nothing but cobwebs

And dust in the lock

Blood runs thick

In the veins

But I live like

A fish in the water again

She says

Soft to a fault

She believes the hardest things of all

True love

Never did exist at all all all all

She lives in a dark cloud

Of little hells

When she meant something

To somebody else

But now it's dark

And cobwebs and rose petals

Defy her

Into the web

To go back

To the days of color

Into the web

To go back

To the days of color