In this land
Where the red truck sits
And the blue sky is still
Not a single sound
Through the house
To the door
Outside of the rooms
Down the river
In the forest
Even within the trees.
|No one knows the real message of her odd story

In this land
Where the red truck sits
And the blue sky is still
Not a single sound
Through the house
To the door
Outside of the rooms
Down the river
In the forest
Even within the trees.
|No one knows the real message of her odd story