Track 4: Emily

{This chorus has a vaguely John Mellencamp feel to it}

 

Emily

You look so shy

You’re a rich man’s daughter

But you want to be mine

And your bright eyes shine

So you can see behind

To all the ones who kept you warm

But the funny thing about writing in your hand

Is the truth will find you a lie

And when you turn it around

You’re alone and you’re blind

It was I who kept us alive

Emily

You’re with the poor souls now.

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