My Magdalene

HAZELDINE
(lyrics by Shawn Barton)


She´s been waiting for her father´s mercy
that idol that came stepping from the sky
like those before and those to come
she´s counting all her chickens
she´s setting them and counting
´fore the hatchin´s even done

Heavenly favours cannot end her longing
she´s settled on that honey-coloured hell
tarred and feathered bretheren
try pushing her to glory
they´re pushing her to follow them
and drink from heaven´s well

Well it´s all for one, but none for her
she´s choking on the glamour and the glare
well i picked this orchard
like the gospels only tree
and faced this rich illusion on a dare
she breaks my skin
my magdalene

Her mother is watching while she´s growing
and losing all the color in her face
cherrycoke and applepie won´t make her daughter happy
she´s chasing dragons in her dreams
and sleeping through the weeks

Well it´s all for one, but none for her
she´s drawning in the glamour and the sin
well i picked this orchard till the trees were dry and bare
and watched her die
my lovely magdalene

Lyrics as written down by Shawn Barton
 on September 20th 1997
Marburg/Germany.
 Thanks again for the gift, Shawn!