The walls become my world
Of branches and decay
The world beyond my box
Is where I used to play
The gameworld guides my thoughts
All night and everyday
And so my cartoon friends
Have joined me to stay
I listen to them sing
We laugh and play and dance
As voices past my walls
Beg me for one more chance
This house is like a widow’s womb
The cord that leads me room to room
Is just a path back to her love
As father watches from above
Is there still a “me” here?
Is anybody home?
Can I live in hiding?
Can I leave the world alone?
This house is built inside of me
It is my golden throne
A line of weeping Pharisees
Will be bow here to atone
This is my Grey Gardens
This is my Grey Gardens
This is my Grey-
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