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She's Gone
Today behind her melting eyes far beyond what you can see behind glass and wooden dignity something swiftly broke the surface it had to happen before long and she's gone Today behind her same routine her work it brings her to collide with the city's boiling bitter tide she tries so hard to stem it then one more baby hears death's song and she's gone she'll take herself down to Tennessee and sit beneath an ancient tree and write stories 'bout what life could be hearing crickets 'stead of shotguns those of us with our heads in sand can try but never understand how when the refuge that her heart demands called she had to go and she's gone Today from her brown stubborn lips that often soothed a broken child whose youth the city had defiled there came a solomn whispered vow I'll see no more boys buried now and she's gone Originally released on the CD Live at the The Bitter End, 2000 More Info and Lyrics MORE LYRICS FRONT DOOR MAIN GATE CROSSROADS FAREWELL  EMAIL
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