19.11.09
Her morning elegance
Sun been down for days
A pretty flower in a vase
A slipper by the fireplace
A cello lying in it's case
Soon she's down the stairs
Her morning elegance she wears
The sound of water makes her dream
Awoken by a cloud of steamShe pours a daydream in a cup
A spoon of sugar sweetens upAnd She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rainAs it poursAnd she fights for her life
As she goes in a storeWith a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And She goes...
Nobody knows
Sun been down for days
A winter melody she plays
The thunder makes her contemplate
She hears a noise behind the gate
Perhaps a letter with a dove
Perhaps a stranger she could love
And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And She goes...
Nobody knows
And
She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
Where people are pleasently strange
And counting the change
And
She goes...
Nobody knows
16.7.09
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