Her favorite color was rose gold
The flecks of sunshine
On a canvas of red
And folds of velvet
That touched her heart
Her favorite color was rose gold
The flecks of sunshine
On a canvas of red
And folds of velvet
That touched her heart
Her bed was crimson for
She had bled all night
The boys
They tried
To blame
Her kind
For rivers that flow
Red like embers
What they did not know
Was that the red
Turned to gold
The red turned to gold
The red turned to gold
The red turned to gold