Soft she answered no. Yes, but not for thee. I met a man who lost his mind in some lost place I had to find, follow me the wise man said, but he walked behind. I walked into a hospital where none was sick and none was well, when at night the nurses left I could not walk at all. Morning came and then came noon, dinner time a scalpel blade lay beside my silver spoon.
Some girls wander by mistake into the mess that scalpels make.
We teach old hearts to break. One morning I woke up alone, the hospital and the nurses gone. Child, you are a bone. We'll take it out in hate. No, do it once again.