Lucy

Ah, here it comes
Another bad morning has somehow begun
There’s someone outside of her window
Foolin around in the sun

She draws shut the blind,
Says “fuck the outside”, in perpetual night
The devil jumped off of her shoulder
Stood at the front of her mind

Lucy, don’t be blue

To her once a night
An angel would come and turn out the light
As sleep overtakes, she unravels
Losing her mind to the night

So Lucy, don’t be blue

The silence rained down from all over
And soaked through her sheets to her skin
If nobody’s willing to hear her
Then when will the talking begin

They’ll say “would you smile for the camera”
Or “at least look like you’re having some fun”
“And think about poor little Georgia
‘cause you’re not the least fortunate one”

But Lucy, don’t be blue

Ellis Thomas