The Empty World

As stiff as toys and tall as men

And swaying like the wind torn trees

She talked about the empty world

With eyes like poisoned birds

She talked about the armies

That marched inside her head

And how they made her dreams go bad

But oh, how happy she was

How proud she was

To be fighting in the war

In the empty world

As stiff as toys and tall as men

And swaying like the wind torn trees

She talked about the empty world

With eyes like poisoned birds