She was a firework on the shelf
Capable of burning brighter
If someone lit her a match
Dear Zelda I understand
When you spend your life being
Almost
Then it’s the almost you love most
And you almost believe it too–
For you are safer watching
Your own fire through glass.
She was a firework on the shelf
Capable of burning brighter
If someone lit her a match
Dear Zelda I understand
When you spend your life being
Almost
Then it’s the almost you love most
And you almost believe it too–
For you are safer watching
Your own fire through glass.