Freya

Cold blue slate, like veins through your bones, let's you make the case, you give money to fools, have no phone, but smile like a jewel, why try to engage, with someone who's gone, just leave all that baggage, you don't need proof, when I sit and moan, say I'll show you, there are few reprobates, come in on weather zones, who understand your faith, they say I swooned, made a real show, when they locked this room, I’ll blow that safe, put on summer clothes, find gold in the grate, honour your soul.