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letra de lemons, limes and orchids - joan as police woman

sometimes it was quiet
enough to scare you senseless
the streets were filthy
peels of lemons, limes and orchids
security tags entangled in a great weave of humanity
i believe if you were simply existing on the west side
you looked guilty
and you were guilty
but only guilty of looking for the door

i wonder if our species will evolve to birth our babies
much more able to survive
like a baby giraffe unfolding hеrself like origami
right from her mothеr’s womb instantly running
from the waiting cheetahs
does she remember this first taste of terror in her new throat
i know i do
i am not angry
it just explains why
i ended up on the west side

so long ago
i witnessed a young woman find herself in the road when she shouldn’t be
in a dangerous intersection
there were cars honking at her
she had no memory of how she got there
she was not high
had not taken no drugs or whisky
‘cause all it takes is pain
and overwhelming pain
and pain knows what to do
go to the west side
and oh
what is more beautiful
than what really happened
what truly happened
there on the west side

one day i feel like b-tter
and the next i’m more aligned with the knife
you hear me talking about avoidance
how it breeds the worst anxiety
well i can see the stain
and remember the smoke wall
when no one could find me

i have tried to find my way home
found that trying to find most anything
leads to loneliness
still i have tried to find the deep hole
to fall into for the last time

i have tried and tried to find a resemblance
resemblance of a past
resemblance of a past
but there’s nothing left of the west side

and oh
what is more beautiful
than what really happened
what truly happened
there on the west side
and oh
what is more beautiful
than what really happened
what truly happened
there on the west side

- joan as police woman

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