Текст песни She Sleeps - Rifle

She sleeps in a house of mirrors
She lies on a bed of stone
She used to take pictures of strangers
Now she's a portrait of her own

Take a picture
Capture the colors
Cherish forever
What you can hold in your hand

Calculate who feels the worst
Keep a ledger in your head
Wipe the dirt from you hands and shoes
Swallow hard all your should-have-saids

Take a picture
Capture the colors
Cherish forever
What you can hold in your hand

We make for awkward mourners
Holding hands against the night
Everyone's looking over their shoulders
The last one to leave please put out the light

Take a picture
Capture the colors
Cherish forever
What you can hold in your hand