Finally Free

But when she got out, she understood
That she never felt free in her life
But when she got out, she understood
About busking up at the park
Hello, hello, early morning
Hello, hello, chasing the storm till
It blows us backwards
And all the chatter fades into the cool night

Sleeping on cardboard by the mayor's mansion
Drawn to face facts and patchwork pants sown with
Dental floss and chaotic care
We'll have epic winds and epic fairs

Chasing the waves away of hunger
Sleeping a sad fate
Her drug-addled brain, the butt ripped on her pants
She'd been wearing them for so long
A layer of crust building up like rust
Finally belting out her song

Her head went first
Followed wistfully by her torso
Everyone would eventually fade so
She did not worry as she disappeared
Into the cool night air



Credits
Writer(s): Uma Mehta
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