June Wilson

You were only twenty when I saw you
Soft and strangers
They would use you and abuse you
Watch it
When it sneaks by you

You would play just a keg of liquor
You'd play for free
Let them say what they want to say
Let it be
Let them want to be
Let them want to be

You were already cut off
You drank too much
Too, too many
One day let their souls forfeit you
Shakes you

Tell them still
Still

You'll be so tightly wound around me
Knee deep in reasons
Falling back along the white trail
Make it

(?) change of season
(?) change of season
Sеason
Season