It's your bicycle bells, and your Rembrandt swells Your children alive, and still breathing And your look of lost when you're coming across Makes me feel like a thief when you're bleeding Duchess, duchess Light up your candles for me Duchess, duchess Put all your love back in me I come listening I touch, touching With the Persian sea running through your veins You shed your names with the seasons Still, they all return with their last remains And they lay them before you like reasons With your shimmering dress, it says no, it says yes It says: I've nothing left for concealing It's your shiftless flesh, and your old girl's grace It's your young girl's face that I'm breathing Duchess, duchess Light up your candles for me Duchess, duchess, duchess Put all the love back in me I am lying She is crying