to one on mine but much more front and center
			She's what becomes a legend most with memories
			such as hers diarized inside a cage that there's
			no escape only inches of clean air.

				She's 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 gentler a kinder place to be.

				She's living the best that she knows how to live.

					Hear her sing...

			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.
			She hears their boots and knows that her days are short
			and she'll die before she wakes.

						Will they haul off and grab me if I break
						for the outside will I fall out of love or
						will I crumble straight down here. I
						write and I fear it's real return me to my maker.

			Perhaps it was the moondogs who brought those people out
			 and if that's so it's all they were good for. The show was
			of the greatest ones of the ones out here out of the rain and
			they didn't leave afterthoughts were nice
			and my pipes were workable