Music: Grace McDunnough
Lyrics: Grace McDunnough & Salome Strangelove

I found her in the sunshine
I found her in the Spring
She was the girl that had everything

She held out a daisy with one petal plucked
And told me the rest could be mine
Love-me-not daydreams uncounted, abandoned
Tempting and risking young hearts on the line
But I was the tumbleweed, tilted and whirled
And she was the girl that cried for the world

On corn-weary battlefields I’d bayonett spies
While she scolded with her Nightingale eyes
Rag dolls and soldiers; each of them fell
She’s raise them with wishes for all to be well
Yes, I was the fighter, both fists always curled
And she was the girl that cried for the world

Her tiny voice aching and begging for peace
A word I’d never whisper and could not repeat
Oh, some of us struggle with things that we feel
And some of us see more than we’ll ever reveal

Awkward and angry, untethered, unbound
I set out to prove what was lost could be found
She went through the motions of what was expected
Obeying authorities I had rejected
I was the oyster with no room for a pearl
And she was the girl that cried for the world

School yards and playgrounds and corporate walls
A timetable rubric, relapsed and recalled
In the hieroglyph graffiti of my memory
There was only one girl that decrypted the key

Her tiny star fading and losing the light
A warmth I’d never felt and could not ignite
Oh some of us toil and some of us fail
Some of us fight wars and we’ll never prevail

I lost her in shadows
I lost her that Fall
She was the girl in love with them all

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