Antonia Three

Go on then believe, my skin is well toned, who am I set free, on-demand what to say, the only song I own, is along this highway, a tide bittersweet, penetrates my soul, floats on the breeze, who are you to state, my only pain is gone, now you're in my face, you smell of the sea, no need to groan, against a rock of eternity, sing as you sway, am I being consoled, no one makes your day, calls on time to leave, don't really want to know, or care who retrieves, the spirit from my bones.