Big Thief - Strange

Doesn't it seem strange
Searching for a hidden page
The fairy's cage
Coming of true age
Leave the costume on the stage
The silkworm's rage
Iridescent thread
Beautiful and dead
Billions of worms were boiled
To make the bed

Strange
See the luna moth cry, cry
Lime green tears
Through the fruit bat's eyes

Scatter and destroy
Every power you enjoy
To lay with the void
Twirling of the dime
Splitting of the mind
Drawing constellations
'Til the stars align

Strange
See the luna moth cry, cry
Lime green tears
Through the fruit bat's eyes, eyes

You have wings of gold
You will never grow old
And turquoise lungs
You have never been young

You have wings of gold
You will never grow old

Written by:
Adrianne Lenker

Publisher:
Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY

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