PARKING GARAGE (K. McMaster) – 2:32
Overexposed and wearing loose clothes,
That get caught in the wind as it blows,
Out of focus and out of reach,
The world she knows is her own and it’s hers alone
It’s hard to see clear when you’re low,
It’s hard to tell the rain from the snow,
It’s hard to keep control when the addiction grows,
And it’s hard to converse when nobody knows
Browbeaten broken and wasted,
The forbidden fruit didn’t taste that good,
Pilgrimage into the sunrise,
The reflection will hide the tears in her eyes
Walk past the parked cars, glance over the edge,
She admires the view before she steps,
As the autumn breeze cools the air as it blows,
The angel lifts up her sweet toes
From the album PARKING GARAGE (PURCHASE HERE)
and the book THE SONG AND DANCE BEGINS (PURCHASE HERE)
(Copyright 2009, Kevin McMaster)
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