If she’s asleep it’s for the best
cause she’s been going on for days
she’s been babbling and talking nonsense
and she can’t see you through the haze
shut the door to her bedroom
please don’t make a sound
cause she’s hurting in a way
that you can’t wrap your arms around
hope it once was manifest
it may have come and gone
at least we saw it once
and it wasn’t lost on anyone


oh baby at the promenade
methamphetamine
makes this a beautiful town
where injury in the wilderness
across the hazards of tonight
won’t bring her down

Donna came here innocent
But she left with inside sight
She would never move her mouth again
Just to keep her troubles tight
Crystal Texas City
And connection at the time
Sold to slavery up the river
For a penny to the dime

Take a picture of Donna
and the element of hell
she’s a bruise across the mattress
of a Beaumont motel
safelight through the transom
now she’s barely awake
but her eyes won’t even open to let her see through the ache