Jenny Three

Nothing more to give or take, sing a song by Frieda Payne, seek an eternal escape, pray upon her bones, she won't be coming home, tell them you're not alone, reason says it's not too late, to heal your broken gaze, like a brigand reeks escape, you're not a rolling stone, all of life is hope, don't worry if you'll cope, find some tide or sail, an open Ocean to play, another lover surely waits, a knife to the throat, dance closer to the flame, nothing's left to hold, you'll be there on Easter day, not dangled on some pirate's rope, treasure's in the way, you blow a trail of smoke.