Bluegreen water forms a perfect pool
Soft and serene she watches here
Madness lingers, it obeys no rule
She wrote her sadness, laid it bare
Clear, sharp edged, honest and true
Bluegreen water forms a perfect pool
Locked in rooms yet somehow free
Stubs of pencil scratch paper plain
Madness lingers, it obeys no rule
Wildness rolls from her velvet tongue
While hands clench tight against the pain
Bluegreen water forms a perfect pool
Many knew her name, spoke her songs
Tried to ease that constant scream
Madness lingers, it obeys no rule
Then she left, she had no choice
Carried off on hell’s own voice
Bluegreen water forms a perfect pool
Madness lingers, it obeys no rule
