She Lives In A Box

Written and performed by Jeff McCalib

She speaks in riddles and rhymes,
She doesn't make sense cause she's losing her mind,
She's been through very hard times,
She tries to forget drinking fortified wine.
Some days she's not even aware,
She'll sit in the park and tie knots in her hair,
One day she sat in the rain,
Saw herself in a puddle and stomped on her face.

She lives in a box behind the furniture store,
She sings and she talks to the man in the moon and the whore,
who passes by every day to share her sadness and say,
Mother make it through another day,
I'm working and we'll be okay,
Mother make it through another day,
I promise to take you away,
From the pigeons and the dirty old men,
The sirens and the voice in your head,
That's driving you out of your mind.

She stands by the opera house,
And watches the ladies attending the ball,
Her sad eyes are filling with tears,
They connect with a lady her smile disappears,
She walks to the coffee stand by the bay,
They give her cup to get her out of the way,
She blesses them and enters the night,
Enduring the darkness her voice and her life..

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