Jonathan Dufour

She's a bell when she calls

Beautiful like a cathedral

Voice that rings like the chime

Of glory bells when the sun begins to shine

She's a siren on the ocean destructive like an explosion, she'll blow up right in your face

She's the jewel of this blasted human race

The crator left is the hole in my heart

She was a burning fuse right from the start

It's like we're trapped on seperate arcs

With the current of life drifting us apart

She's a love bird set to fly

Yet unsure as to why

She leaves the nest with all her eggs

And returns one day with broken legs

With boken legs, with broken legs

With broken legs and a broken heart