[Verse 1] Paper doors Thin as skin Lantern smoke Crawling in Old advice Pinned like silk On her back Heavy quilt Eyes cast down Tracing tiles Every step Measured Mild Red tea cold In her hand Heartbeat louder Than this land [Chorus] In the abyss of East She walks but never arrives Her name on a whispering breeze Her breath on a thread that frays In the abyss of East She hides where no one believes Freedom is a word in her teeth Too sharp to say [Bridge + Spoken Word + A paranoid Singing] Hall of portraits Eyes like knives (oh) Every ancestor Still decides She runs in circles Same grey ground Hands on her throat No sound [yells ]No sound [Chorus] In the abyss of East She walks but never arrives Her name on a whispering breeze Her breath on a thread that frays In the abyss of East She hides where no one believes Freedom is a word in her teeth Too sharp to say
