this time you're brooding,
staring up at this hurricane
Wearing pencil dresses
and scribbling on your troubled page
Cos I'm like a little pearl, she says,
and if you wear me I glow gold
I'm the trophy of your privilege,
and your approval I indulge
All this time you're brooding,
you're staring at this hurricane
No one's saying thank you
and choosing only to complain
Cos I make a bright white light,
she says,
and if you look at me I might flame
An image of redemption
to fill the void you can't sustain
I'm like a bright white light,
you're the only light
I'm like a little pearl, you're the only light
I'm like a bright white light,
you're the only light
I'm like a little pearl
All this time I've been doing
is stirring up mischief
Connecting disciples for her
narcissistic game
Cos I'm the Queen of Spades she says
And if you draw me I'll bring welcome
The token of your affluence
And I will keep it for myself
Oh, this time your brooding
is stirring up
Miss Hurricane
Wearing pencil dresses
and scribbling on your troubled page
I'm like a little pearl, she says,
and if you wear me I glow gold
I am a trophy of your privilege
And your approval I endow
Let it bounce, it bounce