Elena Two

It's useless to wait, I kiss to the bone, always strike late, never bother to heed, about your doings, no one makes me bleed, or gets in the way, I slay my ghosts, no matter what the waste, don’t talk of that scene, just leave me alone, your turn is to plead, it leaves me delicate, a song with broken tones, sealed in a crate, not in my creed, to keep you at home, if you want to succeed, the moon has a gaze, it knows what I've seen, the wind’s in the slates, it leavens the trees.