Dove

Walk into the room Didn't get to see you sooner I cannot refrain Even in the somber weather Slowly we unfurl like two doves Floating in the wind Walk into the maze Never got to find the centre I cannot relate Even with a modest temper Slowly defoliate Like little tiny flowers Descending into bloom Don't you know the meaning When you're hung to Dry Vultures gather to collect all that's left Inside Leave no sense of the goodwill That you still had Inside Mama, mama, can you tell me Is this what it feels like? Mama, mama, can you tell me Did you smother her alive? Alive, alive Ooh-ooh