Her head sits in a state it rings approximately true to one on mine

but more front and centre

She's what becomes a legend most with memories such as hers

Diarized inside the cage there's no escape

Only inches of clean air

Breathing the best that she knows how

Breathing the best that she knows how to breathe



She's so in love with the great escape it's all around her hopes

and in her dreams of one day just transporting

Where would all the young girls go?

Would they wander around like me?

I wish I knew of a better place

a kinder place, a more gentler place to be

She's living the best that she knows how

Living the best that she knows how to live



Hear her sing shut up (x3)

Though she can't even bother

Hear her sing shut up (x3)

She don't have the strength to be fighting with you

One week and two and three and four going insane



It's 19 in the 40's sometime

What be it of a girl who's in the way of all the race they're ruining?

She can almost hear them now

She closes up her eyes but just the same

Hears their boots and knows that her days are short

and she'll die before she wakes

Shut up

Hear her sing shut up (x2)



Will they walk by and grab me if I break for the outside?

Will I fall in love now or will I crumble straight down here?

So I write and I fear it's a real return me to my maker



Hear her sing shut up (x3)

Though she can't even bother

Hear her sing shut up (x3)

She don't have the strength to be fighting with you

One week and two and three and four going insane