Woman Of Faces

Celeste

She is a woman of all faces

Works so hard just to be replaced with

Who really cares what she's made of?

A funny thing to just be

To be a woman, she must face it

Pick a style in style and display it

Who really knows the woman of faces?

Not you, not you, not me

 

Don't be surprised when she hurts you in time

When she spits on the rhyme of yesterday's life

It's a very fine line between her world and mine

And she ruses a life, but that's fine

 

Oh, what a day

And what a mess I've made

Warm skin a stave

Oh, darling, what a hand to take

And this hand to mouth, day to day

Seems to take its weight and toll and weigh on mine

I see it all form

And I just get in the way

Who really knows a woman of faces?

Not you, not you, not me

 

Don't be surprised when she hurts you in time

When she spits on the rhyme of yesterday's life

It's a very fine line between her world and mine

And she ruses a life, but that's fine

 

And it's hard to see, hard to see

You being anybody but yourself

And it's hard to be, and it's hard to be

To be anybody but yourself

And it's hard to give, and it's hard to live

When you can't give it to yourself

And it's hard to reach, and it's hard to please

And it's hard to see

She is a woman of all faces

 

Not you, not me