A Musa Oblectata: A Woman A Mused

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Runaway

Run away, little girl, one more time
Fly to the highest of highs that you see from your spot
At the lowest of lows
Where your thoughts run dry
And your tears run dry
And you wan' get high
And you wanna try
To run away, little girl
Finally be all alone
On your own, isolated
Find solitude like your home
And quiet spaces
Ruminatin' inside your own self
Nothin' else left
Except to tell you
Run away, little girl, one more time
And find what you'll find
In the den of your mind
And lie to them
About where you been
How high you been
And where you goin'
Your inspiration
The lines you been writin'
The songs you been singin'
The feelings you fightin'
Your feet that been fleein'
And who you been with
And who you been to
When you
Run away, little girl, one time more
Lord, get away from this poor home
Old walls of stone
In this, your mind
Run away, little girl
One more time





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