Speckled woman,
a zing in the sun,
outshining everyone.
In the crumbling marsh,
the fairy of lights
is raging through the reeds.
But inside the sprinkled, speckled, freckled woman light,
there is a darkness drawing the empty city ever closer.
Speckled woman,
a zing in the sun,
outshining everyone.
In the crumbling marsh,
the fairy of lights
is raging through the reeds.
But inside the sprinkled, speckled, freckled woman light,
there is a darkness drawing the empty city ever closer.
Miniature Moon 