I loved a Triple Spiral, my maiden-mother-crone
I folded my devotion into an origami rose
Stood at her Tiffany window
She said to look below
Could I see the town was burning?
Could I see the broken prison?
Could I see that it was time for me to go?
They looted the museum, took all that they could hold
A motorcade of flatbed trucks made off with quite a haul
That's when I heard someone shout
"In with the new! Out with the old!"
A dusty box of letters
A rusting suit of armor
A casket made of 14 karat gold
That's the problem
No sense of time
She's shaped just like an hour glass
There, laying on her side
I loved you Triple Spiral— Father, son, and ghost
But you left me in my darkest hour
When I needed you, when I needed you
Now that the dream is over, I want it to be known
I never saw it coming
Through my little human prism
How sad it is to know I'm in control
I folded my devotion into an origami rose
Stood at her Tiffany window
She said to look below
Could I see the town was burning?
Could I see the broken prison?
Could I see that it was time for me to go?
They looted the museum, took all that they could hold
A motorcade of flatbed trucks made off with quite a haul
That's when I heard someone shout
"In with the new! Out with the old!"
A dusty box of letters
A rusting suit of armor
A casket made of 14 karat gold
That's the problem
No sense of time
She's shaped just like an hour glass
There, laying on her side
I loved you Triple Spiral— Father, son, and ghost
But you left me in my darkest hour
When I needed you, when I needed you
Now that the dream is over, I want it to be known
I never saw it coming
Through my little human prism
How sad it is to know I'm in control
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