Kitchie Nadal
Drained
And when she woke
She shook the dreams
That bound her tightly to her bed
She cleaned it all
Tidied up and cut the cobwebs inside her head

Clinging on to frays of comfort
What has she thrown away?
Two lives incinerated drained
Nothing left to give now

And there she walked
She came upon a tree
Where their lips first kissed
A thunderbolt and then the sound frightened
The birds from their nest

Clinging on to frays of comfort
What has she thrown away?
Two lives incinerated drained
Nothing left to give now

Clinging on to frays of comfort
What has she thrown away?
Two lives incinerated drained
Nothing left to give now