Decadence

Watch her out there on display Dancing in her sleepy way And all her visions start to play The icicles of our decay, Marlene Drink it to Marlene Fading flowers in her hair She's suffering from wear and tear She lies in waterfalls of dreams And doesn't question what it means, Marlene We drink it to Marlene And all along the desert shore She wanders further evermore The only thing that's left to try She says to live I have to die, Marlene We drink it to Marlene Marlene We drink it to Marlene She whispers sadly, "Well I might" And holds herself so very tight Then jumping from an unknown height She merges with the liquid night, Marlene Marlene We drink it to Marlene Her lovers wrap her mist in furs And tell her what she has is hers But when they take her by the hand She slips back in the desert sand Our Marlene We drink it to Marlene Marlene But what she leaves is made of glass And lovers worship as they pass And each one says, "Well, now she's mine" But all drink solitary wine Marlene Marlene Fare thee well Fare thee well Marlene Marlene