Penelope

Can't get past the news, when you danced away, why no one sang the blues, steepled by your going, angels have no shame, all their value gone, I haven't got a clue, at least in heaven's name, what never is what's due, everything I call home, is somehow laid to waste, the kids watched you go, sing me a successful tune, put gold around my cage, nothing else will do, I hate to be alone, won't see anyone anyway, caution rings my bones, truth's a bitter fruit, howls like a railway train, we'll dispense with you, struggle to remain.