Georgia I remember the tree with all the fireflys, like
Moses watching the burning bush and his eyes child wide like mine.
I was traveling with somebody who turned up not to be my wife. So I’m misplacing all my memories angry that I ever believed in love.
trying to live wild and free, still hurt by the things you said to me. when Romeo saw his lover dead and his eyes were heartbroken wide like mine
I may as well have died, I could never look again in those eyes, cuz I’d fall back down that well, to a place I compared with hell, hungry wild like the devil’s eyes.
and I started dreamin about a little place called
and I started dreamin about a little place called freedom
my only hope lies with Harriet searching the stars wide for a path north to new home.
trying to live wild and free, still hurt by the things you said to me. When Juliet saw her lover dead and sometimes it’s too late for tryin.
Georgia I remember the tree with all the fireflys, like
Moses watching the burning bush and his eyes child wide like mine.