White Out

Joan of Arc

Walk your wounded walk to me
Silent sighs
From your galleryTalk your wounded talk to me
Hollow eyes
Wish to seeI can't tell you what you should do
No lock for your keyCaught in a silent white out
Washed all your clothes too clean
All quiet for the man who
Paints nothing there to seeNo one told you how to be
You took your time
Found your feet
Time has spent your last belief
Of where to go
Who to be
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