Joanie

Who rages at passing trains, finds any love she knows, walks in fine blue rain, follows a path that's sown, a mountain girl going home, blanket wrap around her bones, day light brings her pain, the miracle of one way loans, she won't use them again, just a kid all alone, she'll dance to atone, whatever time there's a code, walks like someone betrayed, she fights up the road, her picture stands in frames, by jail or shame faced, she never knew her folks, shadowed now by fast lanes, sun dances on the stones.