The Vestals - Telescope lyrics

Tired frown She wrote this on the ground She seems so tired From hell's retreat Common ground Her lips are almost brown She dreams of lucid babies Heaven's calling She combs her hair to meet a man On her way, on her way down Past the telescope On her way, on her way down Past the telescope She calls him back And waves her wand to the ground She remains a child And looks long past my stare Fumbling hand Her mind was almost found Among the cries of her mother Daddy, dear, you don't hold my hand Oh, daddy, dear On her way, on her way down Past the telescope On her way, on her way down Past the telescope She crawls in bed with Cupid's hand, ahh She sleeps on and on and on But you don't care anymore On her way, on her way down Past the telescope On her way, on her way down Past the telescope