Listen to The Last Beautiful Thing I Saw Is the Thing That Blinded Me (feat. Bailey Pickles & Beth B) by Paris Paloma

The Last Beautiful Thing I Saw Is the Thing That Blinded Me (feat. Bailey Pickles & Beth B)

Paris Paloma

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Paris Paloma

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Paris Paloma

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Paris Paloma

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Chris Hoffee

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Lyrics

A dozen crows and then some on the rhododendrons

In the cemetery where I lay

Like Rebecca reigning over Manderley

My foot fell upon your grave

Like a pressure point hidden beneath the soil

Down came sheets of pouring hail

I sheltered in the church's archway then

From the shards of glass falling so pale

And I looked up and saw the sun, it separated all the colors

And the ice, into my eyes, it fell and left me blind

That was the last thing that I saw, the fractured glass in its downpour

I felt the blood mix with the water and I didn't see no more

I came across an injured dove

I wanted to put her out of her misery

There came no signal from above

No sign, no guide, I thought whatever could this mean

And with my hand I picked her up

And in that moment, oh, it shifted magically

For when her feathers felt my touch, I saw her a demon

Feathers, they turned black

Oh, she was no Phoenix, but a creature of the ash

I let her go, she hit the ground

I heard the thud, regained her color

Saw the scars, she had been bound by someone and left to die

I never really found that dove

It's just a story I made up

Because I wanted all of this to stop

And I didn't know how to tell you

I didn't know how (mhm, mhm, mhm)

Oh, I didn't know how (mhm, mhm, mhm) (ooh)

And I looked up, into the sun, it separated all the colors

And the ice into my eyes, it fell and left me blind

And I looked up, and saw the sun, it separated all the colors

And the ice into my eyes, it fell and changed my mind

Written by: Paris Paloma

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