Images of April

In her eyes, centuries are 
  Hair as black and straight as lonely streets are 
  Look into her eyes 
  Look into her eyes 
  Have you ever been there 

  You wander lost along the sea shore 
  Ask the reason why 
  All the villains always live 
  And all the heroes always die 

  She dissolves your words in acid 
  Nothing is the same 
  First she throws away the rules 
  Then she throws away the game 

  She says she's not immune to knowledge 
  She's not afraid of clouds 
  Then you wander hand in hand 
  Among imaginary crowds 

  There's nothing you can do about it 
  Nothing you can change 
  Seems like only yesterday 
  Lost inside a picture frame