She sets her wine glass down onto the table And, stares blankly down this airport terminal With such starving eyes that my veins get to twisting And I wave whit...

Here tonight with her head in the noose Strung by the words of another Words from the aunt or the father But always dogmatic grandmother She'll be hung tonight...

The sun blocked out those angry eyes Just another failed attempt, never to recognize The youth she kept in all her life The youth, she kept it all inside And a...