Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Allison (The Strange Girl)

Well they set all their traps
For the first of November
Because they know you're most afraid then

And they took all their maps
And left you in the wilderness
Because they knew that you'd be fine
(Even when you lose your mind)

Allison, Allison, with hidden fossils in your hair
Allison, Allison, you gave third street quite a scare

And many wont believe you died
They still see your ghost
It looks the same as did
Your earthly host
And most wont admit
How frightening you really were
They say, they were smitten
But slightly perturbed

Allison, Allison, who do you belong to?
Allison, Allison, you never did any wrong to...

The people on the street
Who pretend they never met you
They walk very quickly
Their faces as white as glue
And then you appear
So close to them, so near
Oh Allison

Allison, Allison, we don't know what to do with you

You would stare up at the stars
They were your breath of air

So very long ago you were beautiful
Without a care

But when they found you
Dancing with the creatures

You were suddenly something very curious

Allison, Allison, they sent you to an ashen field
Allison, Allison, you walk the hills a distant thing
Allison, Allison, they saw in your eyes the innocent gleam
They don't know what to do with you

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