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  1. Porcelain Tub

From the recording Waiting On Your Ghost


Porcelain tub hundred years oldfilled with water, reflects the glow, of a candle's single flame, and the memories all that remain.
Fairest maid the fall had seenfell in love with a traveler's dream, promises to have and holduntil death pardoned their souls.
Wedding bells on a winter's dayporcelain tub to her he gave,hundred years old a rare antique,claws of brass for its feet.
Weeks went by spring colors bloomcould not hide the black and blue, fairest maid her tears ignoredbore the rage of his selfish chore.
Porcelain tub hundred years oldwater red, reflects no glow,of a candle's single flame, and the memories run from her veins.