Precious
Don't think that you have to surrender
Just because it's the edge of the night
Don't stand on your doorway and wonder
If your tarot card reading was right

If I am your motive
And your visions are no use
How can you teach me freedom
And not turn your body loose?

Well you cruised through the smoke at the stairlight
With your crystal, your snow and your lace
And you whispered your secret ambition
And you threw your designs in my face

Well are you the fallen angel
Afraid of being caught?
Moving through this station
In your empty train of thought?

Precious is pretty is savage
Is tasting the look in my eyes
But we both know the fears that inspire her
We both understand her disguise
You are only special
And your curfew is your charge
But you will not be naked
When you shed your entourage