You are a fading
You are a hundred spires
You are slamming stained-glass doors
You are clenched fists
And tears that slipped
Through the cracks in the floor
You are the most complicated woman of a city
You are the most complicated woman of a city
You are umbrellas
You are a violin
You are a statue's rusted key
You are old graves
Secrets with names
Left to wander
To wander the streets
You are the most complicated woman of a city
You are the most complicated woman of a city
You are the most complicated woman of a city
You are the most complicated woman of a city
I breathe you in
I breathe you in
I breathe you in
