Suzanne

I watch the wheel in your hand as we drive north
Dust in the air, your chest straight and high
How’d you come to be 80 miles from Valdosta?
I am sitting here, and we are nowhere
The martyrs are never there until they’re gone
I think as your hair unravels in the air
Was it ripped, or natural
40 miles to Valdosta
The car is moving but I can’t see you there
You’re always going and they’re never coming
Two score 10 and 4 heart beat beat drumming
Drawn and quartered for the last time
Suzanne, break free and start running

Suzanne – Full Song

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