(part 1 of 2) Where the Sky Is Black, and the Cold Wind Blows...
This is 'bout a girl from just a while back
It's a grusome, sad story, I know
It begins where the sky is black
And the cold wind blows...
She's got looks to kill
And an attitude to match
She's lookin' for a thrill
Lookin' for a soul to snatch
A mind like a knife
She's sharp and she'll cut you
She can change your life
Nobody thinks like she do
Not one can out run her
She's quick as a whip
No magician could trick her
She'll just make your mind trip
Got some patched up jeans
And shorn off hair
She can act real mean
'Cause she just don't care
Got a heart of gold, she did all she could
Had lots of romance on the brain
She acts much older than she should
Because this girl knows real pain
Now she might look bad
She might look rough
But you forget to look beyond the mad
And see that she was decent enough
She's been through a lot
Thinks she's seen too much
So she gets to smokin' pot
And she's felt God's touch
She runs further from the law
And closer to the light
Harder drugs hide in her bra
She can't hold up this fight
Starts trippin' too hard
While she's runnin' from the cops
Her brain is being scarred
And her heart begins to stop
Her eyes are rolling back
And her world begins to spin
She's run right off the track
Her life is caving in
She sees the angels cry
As she walks up to the gate
She asks her Father, "Why?"
He tells her she must wait
Sex, Drugs, and Crime have one goal
And messing with that could cost you your soul
She plummets on back
To her body below
Where the sky is black
And the cold wind blows...
***PLEASE READ PART 2***
Copyright © Alex Brown | Year Posted 2010
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