1973

She was born in ‘73
Pulled out by the tide of the Indian Sea
With her father and mother holding onto each other
And she still was an ocean from me

She took off right before all the rains
She was afraid to get off of the plane
Cause the world that she knew was too far to run to
And things never would be the same

And we met on the stage
Running obstacle courses
And gnashing our teeth
On the words of a teenage dilemma

And we opened our minds
Taking acid and ecstasy
Feeling around
Making plans how to ditch Cinderella

We’ve got stories to tell
Some of them that we never will
Oh you think that you know us
You think that you know us so well

She was married with her toes in the sand
He brought her back to where this story began
With the smells and the sea and ocean from me
To know her is to understand

You were born in the month of July
Named after the rains that you heard from inside
Oh she wanted to know you, she had so much to show you
You were too light for this world to survive

And we gathered around her
With honey and petals
Trying to understand her
But some things can never be known

So we followed her breadcrumbs
To the heart of the matter
The more that you love
The more love you are able to sow

We’ve got stories to tell
Some of them we never will
Oh you think that you know us
You think that you know us so well