O, I haven't
seen your face, she said
O, I couldn't say I have a handle on your space
I am looking for release I said I have
Run the mind police I said and I
Seem to have misplaced a piece
And it hurts a bit.
She put
a grassblade in her mouth
She turned so purposefully to the south
Is it shape you're longing for
There's no escape there is no door
At best I'd whip you up a draping
You could throw over it.
O its
been a long time, I said
O its been a fuzzy line
If I sit down by your feet
Is there anything you'd care
To repeat to me
And quick
she gave me both her eyes
One was dead and one was bound to fly
Know the warrior stave its stave
You make a queen you've made a slave
And what you've seen is what you gave
And no one is watching you
And the power is in memory
And It burns for you eternally
And when you're looking hard and
Cannot see you're in the thick of it.
When you're
looking hard and cannot see
You're in the thick of it
And when you're in the thick of it
No one is watching you
And when no one is watching you
The power lies within
The power is in memory and it
Burns for you
It burns for you eternally
In the thick of it.