Belinda
lived her insane life, reachin' out to the naked skies
time an' time reachin' for that side
where angels fly in their blindin' light
speed
filled her days an' nights, maddening , demanding an' rough
a bird trying to catch the sun, she got burned on her last run
Belinda
queen of birds living a short life, tried to catch the sun
never got close to that light
time was getting short in supply
a line was cast to the other side
booze was a torment, drugs a need
this lady couldn't budge or leave
an' yes she kiceld it aside for a clean life
belinda
livin a short life, tried to catch the sun
never got close to the ligfht
(c) JR.
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