song by Anna Tivel
The Question lyrics

In my dream you were beautiful,
Backlid, no bold in the light of the window
You were leaning on the edge
The high rises and billboards for perfume, and cold girls
The steam above the dark road, walk around your head
And I knew you by description, the tall tells the pictures
The blonde hair, and the lipstick
The smell coming rain
And I wanted to remain there, a voayer, a stranger
Below in the night, there, just waiting to be changed

And I [?] in the night loads
The calm upon your face strong
Revealing next to nothing, a deal you don't believe
A bible in the lockdrawer, the past you gave it up for
The hymn and the comfort in exchange for living free
And lined up with the laundry , your slacks and all your stockings
So jacky and the softy you're dancing when you dream
And neighbors never mention the woman they see leaving
Is the man who works the morning shift selling gasoline

In my dream you were stone still
Shadowed, half build
A masterpiece of pure will
Just waiting on the world
To geize upon your body, or raise on a [?]
A blaze of burning beauty
The saved and the worth saving
A hallelujah waiting to raise the heavy curtain
A Play with no good ending, a prayer that never mention.

To geize upon your body, or raise on a [?]
A blaze of burning beauty
The saved and the worth saving
A hallelujah waiting to raise the heavy curtain
A Play with no good ending, a prayer that never mention.
The glory of the question and the answer is the same