2010s
Welcome to the end
of being alone inside your mind
You tethered to another,
and you're worried all the time
You always knew the melody,
but you never heard it rhyme
She's fair, and she is quiet, Lord,
she doesn't look like me
She made me love the morning,
she's a holiday at sea
The New York streets are as busy
as they always used to be
But I am the mother of Evangeline
Contributed by Norris Minick
of being alone inside your mind
You tethered to another,
and you're worried all the time
You always knew the melody,
but you never heard it rhyme
She's fair, and she is quiet, Lord,
she doesn't look like me
She made me love the morning,
she's a holiday at sea
The New York streets are as busy
as they always used to be
But I am the mother of Evangeline
Contributed by Norris Minick