Inside Madeline
Michael Gira
[Intro]
[Verse 1]
The engine, divine
Is inside Madeline
The stardust is yellow, and red
And its mapping out time, inside of her head
[Verse 2]
Now there's always Madeline
Rising up from where our limbs intertwined
Now walking a random invisible line
Clutching like snow to the side of the vine
[Verse 3]
You are free, free to do nothing
You are free to drift across the sky
Now you're free to be a shape just becoming
Now you're free, inside Madeline
[Verse 4]
Dropping a tear in the palm of my hand
Making her mark in a desiccate land
Bring light to Madeline
Bring new life to Madeline