She Has Faces Lyrics - Verve Pipe

She has faces up in her bedroom 

And they gaze down on her guarding her slumber 

A black bead rosary under her pillow 

And when it thunders she clutches it tightly 

And she hears silence is white and sound is black 

The world is wrapped in a paper sack 

And when I leave I close the door 

To this galaxy of yours 

Dropping by I open a window as the breeze blows in 

The curtains are butterflies 

And we hear the church bells ring out on a hill 

And all of their echoes left us singing 

Silence is black, the room is bright 

Our world is basking in TV light 

We are laid out on the floor 

Of this galaxy of yours 

With all of your heroes waiting 

In paper piles laid on the floor 

And I push my paintbrush lightly 

And fill in any empty nail holes 

A dresser top, a jewelry box 

Colored tassels tied in knots 

And a porcelain girl danced 

A music box ballet for us 

And your night light is a star, or a firefly 

That leads my gaze up to the ceiling 

Wondering if you think that it's the sky 

With all of your heroes waiting 

In paper piles laid on the floor 

And I push my paintbrush lightly 

And fill in any empty nail holes 

Open the window slightly 

And pick up paper off the floor 

And I hold my paintbrush tightly 

And fill in any empty nail holes 

Open the window slightly 

Open the window slightly 

Open the window slightly 

Open the window slightly 

Open the window slightly