Takata's Lyrics

Red Ribbons

You are my secret.
You will lead to my fall.
But I want you to know,
Before truth's past recall.

Self-cursed to watch you,
By a choice made in sin.
Didn't know the cost I'd paid,
Till I saw you again.

A thief in the spotlight,
Stealing motes of your life.
Lying that you gave me them.
A double-edged knife.

Hear you sing through the curtain. (You're mine, in some small fashion.)
See you smile through the glass. (You're mine, though you know it not.)
Wipe your tears in my thoughts. (You're mine, bond born of passion.)
No amends for the past. (You're mine, yet wholly you.)
Didn't know it would consume me. (By your will.)
No one said the hurt would last. (By your will.)
No one told me. (By your will.)
No one told me.

When desire's sold for freedom,
And need's exchanged for fame,
Those bargains made in ignorance,
Turn to blood-stained dreams of shame.
Red ribbons bind us,
Though no blood has been spilt.
No one told me they were wove of thorns.
No one told me of the guilt.
No one told me bonds of blood,
Were too poisonous to wilt

Realized I was empty,
When a memory kept my place.
Left looking in the window.
Red ribbons hide my face.

Hear you sing through the curtain. (You're mine, in some small fashion.)
See you smile through the glass. (You're mine, though you know it not.)
Wipe your tears in my thoughts. (You're mine, bond born of passion.)
No amends for the past. (You're mine, yet wholly you.)
By way of my will. (By way of your will.)
By way of my will. (By way of your will.)
By way of my will. (By way of your will.)


Copyright © 2004 by Kim Harrison