Agnes Obel Trojan Horses

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These bare bones are made of glass
See-through to the marrow when they pass
Seek through the keyhole, a fate is cast
Deep in the mirror smiling back.

In shapes like these, they run softly.

Trojan horses, trojan horses.

Gardens grow in my eyes
Oh why do they?
Gardens grow in my eyes
Oh why do they?

Seek what I seek in a blinding flash
These bare bones are made of glass.

In shapes like these, they run softly.

Trojan horses with all the children.

I tell myself I wanna hide
I tell myself I wanna be lied to
Silent reader of my mind, do you know what I will ask of you?
Tell me if you wanna hide
Tell me if you wanna be lied to.