For JH.

When he arrives,

Bury me facing the sky
with jewels in my eyes
nothing is ever really over.

Poor rock girl in this slum world
wants it all so she dresses
dresses to kill

Bellows out to fill that hole
but black clothes can never
fill a hole that's feeding.

Bury me with my lips sewn shut
so nothing can ever come
out but the truth.

Poor diamond face and such a smile
so ashamed when they wanted her
thought too much about it all,

That unsolvable equation
every intelligent woman cursed with
beauty must tackle.

Bury her facing the sky
with jewels in her eyes
another young life is over.

But do it under the cover of
darkness, don't let the secret
out. Keep creating

Idols and drug addicts,
down-to-earth hippies and kings.
rock trains don't stop for anything

The show is never over.