Kathleen Wilhoite Yard Sale
Nothings beyond her reach
No man can defeat her
She’s her own greatest fan
The loneliest cheerleader
She puts on a show
Nobody buys
Filled with fantastic dreams
And lies
Light a candle on her ???
Watch her heart melt down now
Hear her howl at the moon
She’ll get out of here somehow
She’s burned all her bridges
Standing on the wrong side of the shore
Waving her arms and screaming
“No one understands me anymore.”
Lady Luck ran out in a negligee and stilettos
Hawking her aching bones for a place to sleep tonight
Running scared
Running blind
Running whichever way the wind blows
Round and round she goes
Where she stops nobody knows, nobody knows
As she cringes at the words
“You lack so much potential.”
It’s a decadence a curse
Something she’ll never fulfill
Dancing on avalanches
Bragging about how this moon never fell
She found a secret
Do what you’d think is magic
When she finally sold her soul
In a yard sale
Lady Luck ran out in a negligee and stilettos
Hawking her aching bones for a place to sleep tonight
Running scared
Running blind
Running whichever way the wind blows
Round and round she goes
Where she stops nobody knows, nobody knows it, oh
Nothings beyond her reach
No man can defeat her
She’s her own greatest fan
The loneliest cheerleader
She puts on a show
Nobody buys
Filled with fantastic dreams
Lady Luck ran out in a negligee and stilettos
Hawking her aching bones for a place to sleep tonight
Running scared
Running blind
Running whichever way the wind blows
Round and round she goes
Where she stops nobody knows
