the last beautiful thing I saw is the thing that blinded me
 作词 : Paris Paloma
 作曲 : Paris Paloma
A dozen crows, and then some
On the rhododendrons
In the cemetery, where I lay
Like Rebecca reigning over Manderley
My foot fell upon your grave
Like a pressure point
It ends beneath the soil
Down came sheets of pouring hail
I sheltered in a church, an arch within
From the shards of glass falling so pale
And I looked up, and saw the sun
It separated all the colors
And the ice, into my eyes
It fell and left me blind
That was the last thing that I saw:
The fractured glass and its downpour
I felt the blood mix with the water
And I didn't see no more
I came across an injured dove
I wanted to put her out of her misery
There came no signal from above
No sign, no guide, I thought "whatever could this mean?"
And with my hand I picked her up
And in that moment, oh it shifted magically
For when her feathers felt my touch
I saw her a demon
Feathers, they turned black
Oh she was no phoenix, but a creature of the ash
I let her go, she hit the ground
I heard the thud, regained her color
Saw the scar, she had been bound
By someone, and left to die
I never really found that dove
That's just a story I made up
Because I wanted all of it to stop
And I didn't know how to tell you
I didn't know how
I didn't know how
And I looked up, into the sun
It separated all the colors
And the ice, into my eyes
It fell and left me blind
And I looked up, and saw the sun
It separated all the colors
And the ice, into my eyes
It fell, and changed my mind