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Busy Lady
busy lady do you ever take off the mask turn the volume down low and let the music inside take you wherever you really want to go are you always on stage playing up for the house tell me what is our cut Paganini or Strauss Machevelli or Oswald or Shakespeare or Jude tell me dear busy lady how are you in the nude busy lady do you ever meet a stranger without blowing them away with your energy bubbles like you did to everyone just today are you ever just you vulnerable and quiet or do you only feel safe in the midst of a riot does charisma keep you company through the long night tell me dear busy lady is everything black and white comfort can't be packaged like hair gel or face cream political correctness is just somebody's dream honesty is the only thing that is real and true when the show is over and there's nothing left to do but say good night and go where do you go busy lady to be real, to be true, to be you where do you go busy lady to just be you Busy Lady Ric Candor ©2000 MAIN GATE FRONT DOOR WRITTEN GARDENS FAREWELL EMAIL
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