The Fawn
In a barren field where the crows parade
In a trace of far-away laughter
To a little house in an open glade
A house with cracks in the plaster
There in the rosy twilight a fawn appears
Stepping out from the trees they call Giant
With a sniff of the wind and a twitch of the ear
She knows all of God's children do violence
So she runs, like a wind in the pines
She runs, out to the edge of the rise
With the guns, following close behind her, close behind her
You know all the orphan girls in Odessa town
Change their own names to Crystal and Destiny
There's a man they call the Prince and they pass his number around
Says he can get them on an airplane to Kennedy
But one of them girls got cold feet she
Dreamt of a whole fleet of ships burning in the bay
Alas we descend from a strange race of
Men who delight in the flesh of the stowaway
So she runs, like a wind in the pines
She runs, the make up bleeding down from her eyes
With the guns, following close behind her, close behind her
They can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now, can't hurt you no way
They can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now, can't hurt you no way
They can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now, can't hurt you no way
They can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now, can't hurt you no way
In a trace of far-away laughter
To a little house in an open glade
A house with cracks in the plaster
There in the rosy twilight a fawn appears
Stepping out from the trees they call Giant
With a sniff of the wind and a twitch of the ear
She knows all of God's children do violence
So she runs, like a wind in the pines
She runs, out to the edge of the rise
With the guns, following close behind her, close behind her
You know all the orphan girls in Odessa town
Change their own names to Crystal and Destiny
There's a man they call the Prince and they pass his number around
Says he can get them on an airplane to Kennedy
But one of them girls got cold feet she
Dreamt of a whole fleet of ships burning in the bay
Alas we descend from a strange race of
Men who delight in the flesh of the stowaway
So she runs, like a wind in the pines
She runs, the make up bleeding down from her eyes
With the guns, following close behind her, close behind her
They can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now, can't hurt you no way
They can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now, can't hurt you no way
They can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now, can't hurt you no way
They can't hurt you now, can't hurt you now, can't hurt you no way
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Writer(s): Simone E Felice
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