The Green Monster
That house screamed money!
Its all painted in her grief
The opportunities etched out at her feet
The green monster has come to claim her
And the fever began to spread
From her heart down to her legs
Intimidated, bitter sweet taste filled the empty space
Acres of longing, mountain of tenderness
Born from dark waters daughter of the rain and storms
Listen darling
I want to give you back the open sky
Give you back the open sea
Open up the ages, darling, for you to see
Because its running in the family
And the riches between you and me.
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