Stateless

I can feel her rapid waves
Dark and glittering sharp and shimmering
So pure, so damn pure
Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm
Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm
She was woven with cloud and glass
Eyes like crystals and frozen fire
She stole in dressed only in a bracelet
Scarlet lipstick as sweet as a raisin
So pure, so damn pure
Dancing in the kitchen cooking up a snowstorm
Lie to me Matilda, Li-li-ie to me
Lie to me Matilda, Li-li-lie to me