Souvenirs

She's radical

Stubborn, all the way
She hates everything

 Stubborn, all the way 

She hates everyone

To go to school, to get a job
To settle down and, drop dead?

To kill the birds, kill the dogs
To kill them all, they earned it

Fill in the blanks, with heavy words
To mesmerize and move me

To feel her skin, feel her flesh
Feel her bones, amaze me

To summarize, summarize
What makes her feel so lonely

Her summer eyes, her summer eyes
They make me feel so lonely

Soon
She'll be the princess of this bowl
Twenty years in the sea
Yet she's back where she was