Solitary Sleep

This piece was inspired by a friend's idea. It is about a girl, a victim of abuse...looking for a way to cope and a way out.
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paula obe - vocals/ paula obe - acoustic guitar/ navid lancaster - electric guitar
Solitary Sleep
Solitary Sleep

And all she wants is a coffin
because the doll with the rose coloured purity
can’t ingest the penetrating lashes and boiling acid
and all she wants is a white satin solitary sleep
no one would give it to her
no one will give it to her
she curses the moon that does nothing bit watch
through the windows of her soul
and she prays that the night would not steep in
with the trusting of his invaded familiarity

Well breathing deep opening too small too tight
and I don’t have to tell you exactly how painful that is with fright
and she neatly places herself with the clothes
in her closest to be worn and folded
and she hangs still imaging the day
that the stain might just overpower him

well living in shadows you know pain can’t face the glare
and she goes on and on and on praying for that white satin solitary sleep
that no one would give to her
well living in shadows you know pain can’t face the glare
and she goes on and on and on praying for that white satin solitary sleep
that no one would give to her
who knows maybe one day she just might survive
who knows maybe one day she just might survive
if she manages to stay alive.

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