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It would be so easy just
to slip into the madness
but, god, she cannot question anymore
why he doesn't recognize
that she wasn't built to stand this
folds her hands over her neck
tries to swallow
the signs that she's getting stuck again
It's almost kinder to grow weary
to wait until the weather warms
to sleep and cry and think that just around
the calendar is a new house
with a clean bath
and an open bedroom window
... all too simple to reflect on
if she lingers on this she might lose her head
{again.}
This is not right, she's decided
to be so young and feel this wasted, drained, and getting on
It would be so easy just
to slip into the madness
but, god, she cannot miss today at work
she has to save the money she is making
for a place out West to call her own
A break with time to have the wind and grass and sky and
water; bend into the thoughts that can't confine her
Wasn't this the age that we were to make something of ourselves?
Oh, your plans, dear, have distorted but grip sense in such a clean strange way
Is all this for the better or are you looking solely for the furthest Great Escape?
It would be so easy just
to slip into the madness
but, god, you cannot give up now with happiness this close
Breathe, my baby, breathe
do not consider where you've been taken
the fingerprints are loosening
If you ignore them they will go away
Ecstasy -- Oh, and I might be mistaken --
is a place for the naive
but I'll tell you child, you have to find it for yourself
you can't chase down pieces you have seen where others yield their way
This destination could be wrong, and the manner that you've been travelin'
will beat you in and out so keep your strength in routine
I can't promise you redemption, but there's something in you that makes
these people believe
Put your hands away and close your eyes, I swear you'll feel its breath
rising the hairs along your spine...
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