I was at a party
Of animals and midnight...

It was the only night
I felt real—comfortable...

Its been twenty 23 years
of peaceful walks by the seashore...

Powders and liners,
Contours and curlers...

Yes, it was a dirty, dirty move.
to let my heart rise up the roof...

Riveting hope arose again.
Oh heavens I felt this same gaze again...

If the more you hate
Means the more you love...

I arrived and stood at the widened door
Sepia toned wall welcomed my arrival...

People called it weird, i called it gift.
I couldn't stay so I went astray...

For years, Jane wandered,
Beside the evangelical parade...

Bye for now darlin'.
Roads of our path...

Jumbled between falling and ignoring,
Over a familiar face, but not my darling...