Second Skin - Annakin

I walk to war with this marching drum

To and fro goes the pendulum

Tick-tick-tack tick-tack emotions are stuck

Surrounded by dim happiness

I’ve found a black-framed tenderness

I was wearing it like my best evening dress

With her black horse she approaches him

Wrapped carefully in a second skin

Solemnly sent to the devil

This blanket is too short

It’s always cold somewhere

I pour all of my love into a leaking heart

I pour all of my love into a weeping heart

It’s tearing me apart

This blanket is too short

It’s always cold somewhere

This blanket is too short

It’s always cold somewhere

This blanket is too short

It’s always cold somewhere

This blanket is too short

It’s always cold somewhere

This blanket is too short

It’s always cold somewhere