Trojan Horses

These bare bones are made of glass See-through to the marrow when they pass Seek through the keyhole, a fate is cast Deep in the mirror smiling back

In shapes like these, they run softly

Trojan horses, Trojan horses

Gardens grow in my eyes Oh why do they? Gardens grow in my eyes Oh why do they?

Seek what I seek in a blinding flash These bare bones are made of glass

In shapes like these, they run softly

Trojan horses with all the children

I tell myself I wanna hide I tell myself I wanna be lied to Silent reader of my mind, do you know what i will ask of you? Tell me if you wanna hide Tell me if you wanna be lied to