I saw a girl Sitting down in the middle of the street She looked content to greet The carriages in the fleet Her orphan gaze gave the trippers a complete maze And now I don't know where she's been She jumped in a van for a spin âShe'll come back and see youâ Beautiful dreamers do She's my silent nightingale Flies instead of stepping on nails She sought a thrill Filling the vacancy her soul She fed her head like a hole But bridges take their toll She lose herself in her rock n roll song And now I don't know where she's been She gone again coz sin is in Every hit was a mourning of the past Never gonna be the same as the last one Escape from pain is what she needs Escape the living, she did succeed Oh, lovely call me Call me to the window at night I sleep downstairs ~ No one will hear we I wanna say âhiâ I look into your eyes And I savor the taste of rose thorns We hide together from the Nothing And the strawberry patches under our feet As we pretend the days away... Copyright 2001 Beau Phillips