The Lonely Doll Lyrics - Wit's End - Cass Mccombs

In tribute to all things petite 

pretty and sweet, the lonely doll. 

This first i offer a greet 

and desire to repeat the lonely doll. 

A poetry painted from truth 

but imagine the suit the lonely doll. 

For beauty eternally in youth 

those pity compassion and roots 

the lonely doll. 

I stumble out of the salute 

and evening last June, the lonely doll. 

And heard a distant . under the . moon 

the lonely doll. 

my soul with . go with . dolls 

the song . the lonely doll. 

I follow the dark and lights 

until a ... house, the lonely doll. 

And till the wind goes to sea 

a doll before me, a lonely doll. 

Singing to the mirror was she 

was it a ., the lonely doll. 

Her room was of dresses and bows 

for a doll is a curse, the lonely doll. 

she .into breath from a rose 

and .tones, the lonely doll. 

With some brush made of jade and pearl 

she .blond curl, the lonely doll. 

i saw the .of a girl 

on the tear drops and . the lonely doll. 

She went to her canap bed 

and laid down her head, the lonely doll. 

She picked up her sheep on and said 

something with dread, the lonely doll. 

the .was too drunk to make sense 

i felt .to her sense, the lonely doll. 

And turned to leave this pretend 

from my black ., the lonely doll. 

I remember that singing doll 

and her greaves call, the lonely doll. 

and it's a little remind to the song 

who said this wasn't so small, the lonely doll.