With a Trim of Red

Gray faced
Smooth and shiny, cool to touch
Turn left and right, round and round
The picture will become clearer
Drop me, shake me, hold and turn again

Express your every move
Know every thought and feeling
Hands quivering, they unwind secrets
Drop me, shake me, hold and turn again

My mind is nothing without yours
I’d be dead and just another
Useless thing tossed in the corner
Drop me, shake me, hold and turn again

That dark, dusty corner
Never grow old
That corner is full of fear
Turn left and right, round and round
Drop me, shake me, hold and turn again

This dark, dusty corner