Her mother said that she couldn’t love
The physical way a woman should
Then where else could she could go
Where the sisters and the fathers can’t save her soul
Send them in, see them on
If she can’t find a lover she'll fashion one
Imaginary men, like the burnt out poets in the hinterland

The phoenix says
The double says
The serpent says
The siren says

Why use the word, when the word it means to believe
Why use the word, when the word needs belief

The hourglass sees
What shelf-life does
She asked exactly: Tell me what is love?
But breathing life alone
It's just the words from a prophet, town religious shows
Imagine hurt, imagine tears
She opened up until she disappeared
And vanished hand in hand
With all the long lost children locked in Neverland

The phoenix says
The double says
The serpent says
The siren says
Why use the word, when the word it means to believe
Why use the word, when the word needs belief

The phoenix says (burn for me)
The double says (lie for me)
The serpent says (beg for me)
The siren says (die for me)