Trojan Horses (Live at Théâtre Femina, Bordeaux, 2022)

These bare bones are made of glass

See-through to the marrow when they pass

See through the keyhole, a fate is cast

Deep in the mirror smiling back

In shapes like these, they run softly

Trojan horses, Trojan horses

Gardens grow in my eyes

Oh why do they?

Gardens grow in my eyes

Oh why do they?

Seek what I seek in a blinding flash

These bare bones are made of glass

In shapes like these, they run softly

Trojan horses with all the children

I tell myself I wanna hide

I tell myself I wanna be lied to

Silent reader of my mind, do you know what I will ask of you?

Tell me if you wanna hide,

Tell me if you wanna be lied to