With not a warning A doll can grow eyes and walk Speak strut and talk Remaining in something that seemed right for needy Studying the faces of everyone who walked by Or car that pulled beside If i was looking I woulda found it The long path to lazy laying Sprawling itself over the lawn for cutting In the frame, but not for consuming I saw her, on a bus to nothing beside a can in a plastic cup Hair like yarn, when a statement like thick merino wool Pushed out of her mouth, slowly slinking It was ok Do you know her? never met her I read thru closed eyes How to live without danger The white sheet over me can ignore Until she got off and started to trip Glass formed into a small face And cracked when it hit the ground After a small pause in thinking Languid drawls leaked out To another number Nodding and falling Following every word Or fixture Swinging to the weight of whatever Without care Or resisting nothing Do you know her? never met her I see in closed eyes How to live without danger The white sheet over me can ignore I don't know the white lady The nurse or the number three Where she goes i like to walk On a road unknown She doesn't go Where i want to go Or travel by the plain highway Its like a parked car Who doesn't like moving It sits in sand until the water picks up Oh do you know That type of chocolate crystal? Calico woolie La tigre blanca do you? Filling a blank cup Of a purple liquid Not knowing evil From a little lamb I am like water but tricky to touch And finicky in constant but slippery in content Did not find her but i, i am not looking. looking Do you know her? never met her I see in closed eyes How to live without danger The white sheet over me can ignore I don't know the white lady The nurse or the number three Where she goes i like to walk On a road unknown She doesn't go Where i want to go Or travel by the plain highway Its like a parked car Who doesn't like moving It sits in sand until the water picks up Oh do you know That type of chocolate crystal? Calico woolie La tigre blanca do you? Filling a blank cup Of a purple liquid Not knowing evil From a little lamb She doesn't go Where i want to go Or travel by the plain highway Its like a parked car Who doesn't like moving It sits in sand until the water picks up Oh do you know That type of chocolate crystal? Calico woolie La tigre blanca do you? Filling a blank cup Of a purple liquid Not knowing evil From a little lamb