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Stay on your path Sylvia Plath don't fall away like all the others Don't take all your secrets alone to your watery grave about lovers and - The secrets you keep will keep you in deep like Amy and - And brother And all of the people you meet on the street will reiterate lies that they uttered Leave me in peace, I cry In the middle of the night On a slow boat bound for Catalina for no reason Tiny drops of perspiration dot my forehead could be mistaken for dew drops if this were photo season But alas this is a real life - and it's been a real fight just to stop my mind from committing treason Why you ask? Because she told the townspeople I was crazy, and the lies, they started to believe them But anyways - that's all over now SongtexteI've moved on, gone scorched earth And now I'm left wondering where to go from here To Sonoma where the fires have just left? South Dakota? Would standing in front of Mount Rushmore feel like the Great American homecoming I never had? Would the magnitude of the scale of the sculptures take the place of the warm embrace I've never got Or should I just be here now Bare feet on linoleum Slicing vegetables onto water that I will later turn into stew People love my stories People love visions Aus Songtexte Mania