Marie Frank Separated Soul
I don’t remember the password I entered
To get through your door I don’t see you anymore
Your clothes are returned and your letters are burned
Now I don’t take your street just in case we should
meet
You’re on your own and I am out of myself and we are
not even talking when
we’re
Feeling most alone
Trying to fix the hole
In my separated soul
We all know what we have but not what we’ll get
As the carpet was moving I’m sure that’s what you said
And the rules are made by you
All the complications too
You just try to simplify
When you say away with you
Cannot phone ’cause I’ll hang up at the tone
Though you’re the bite and the only antidote for
Feeling most alone
Trying to fix the hole
In my separated soul
So we go around and round in ever changing roles
You know that everybody’s trying to be free
To be more than one alone but less than three
You’d see if you could be my separated soul
Mornings and evenings watching monica’s statements
’cause the channels are all turned into
Feeling most alone
Trying to fix the hole
In my separated soul
