Lyrics In a Jar - Who Dies in Siberian Slush

In a Jar

They keep you in a glass jar
To make sure you won’t go far
And so you float in a liquid
You’ll never live, you never did
The wounds on your face
You could have worn lace
You fine hands and neat fingernails
The time in the jar crawls like a snail
In a row on a shelf
Your jar found its place
And I find myself
Stare at your disfigured face
A stillborn baby with golden curls
Allways will be…
A stillborn baby with golden curls
Allways was…