Britney

My time goes by unspoken, afraid of family especially Da, our barns closed and broken, it doesn't take much memory, bent as a bell jar, to mark a sense of pity, depends which hand you hold, inside a smoky station bar, Poker leaves me cold, you run like a refugee, chase some foreign star, start with what's done to me, the days scatter and unfold, no one seems to care, or hear my silent roar, a crime is seen as comedy, they say buy a new car, let go and rest easy, love never travels far.