When the ground came up to meet her
She was seventeen years old.
With eyes blue like an ocean.
And hair, a shade of gold.
She stole off with a camera.
She took her mother's car.
And blasted down the interstate
Above the black hot tar.
Oh, her parents wept.
Stay here a little longer,
Just stay a little longer.
Oh, the day she left
Was the day her life began.
Friday night, the desert air
Brushing back her long blond hair.
The twirling constellations left
And emptiness, despair in her heart.
She could not outpace.
Stay here a little longer,
Please stay a little longer.
Staring into space
Life's meaning lost its weight.
Postcards and photographs.
Flowers pressed between the pages.
Never led the parents any
Closer to their one and only.
'Til the paper clipping
of some small town front page tragedy.
Told the story of a restless,
Frightened teenage girl, lonely.
Oh, her parents wept.
Stay here a little longer,
Please stay a little longer.
Oh, the day she left
Was the day her life began.
This artist can't get enough credit. The originality of the mixture of fusion and electronica is phenomenal, and the album is definitely worth the eight dollars. Pink Machine
These guys are amazing. The lyrics are very deep and well thought out, and extremely beautiful and heartening at the same time. After listening to the album about 30 times, it still isn't old. Pink Machine