when I come to terms to terms with this
when I come to terms with this
when I come to terms to terms with this
my world will change for me

I haven’t moved since the call came
since the call came I haven’t moved
I stare at the wall knowing on the other side
the storm that waits for me

the Seated Woman with the Parasol
may be the only one you can’t Betray
if I’m the Seated Woman with the Parasol
I will be safe in my frame

I have no need for a sea view
for a sea view I have no need
I have my little pleasures
this wall being one of these

and the Seated Woman with the Parasol
may be the only one you can’t Betray
if I’m the Seated Woman with the Parasol
I will be safe in my frame

when I come to terms to terms with this
when I come to terms with this
when I come to terms with this whip lash
of Silk on wool embroidery

and the Seated Woman with the Parasol
may be the only one you can’t betray
if I’m the Seated Woman with the Parasol
I will be safe in my frame

and the Seated Woman with the Parasol
may be the only one you can’t betray
if I’m the Seated Woman with the Parasol
I will be safe in my frame
I will be safe in my frame
in your House
in your frame