She don't see the twister
She just feels the wind pick up
She don't know the nonsense
She don't see the drop in luck
She believes in petty thieves
And promises that keep
Watch her jump
Until she's jumped
Then ask her
What she needs
She's a shelter
She's protected
She's unreachable
She don't see the twister
She don't know
She don't know what she should do
She don't see the twister
She just sees you
She just sees
A picture of you
She's got superstitions
And traditions on her shelves
She don't beg forgiveness
From us or from herself
She's a sweetheart
She's a preacher
She's a teaching fool
She don't see the twister
She don't know
She don't know who she can trust
She just nods and kneels
Never planning
On ever getting up
Watch debris pass her by
Watch other's worries
Make her cry
Watch her not notice
When she's washed away
Into another disappearing day
She don't notice
She don't know
She doesn't need to be
She feels safe
In danger
If the danger comes from me
And she has perfect vision
For someone
Who can't see
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