Sybil Green (Of the In Between)

Sybil Green walks at three
From the empty library
She leaves herself upon the shelf
Pretending how to live alone
Sybil Green of the in between
Between yourself and her soul
Sybil Green

Thumbing through the news she finds
She can't excuse the nation's views
Sybil sighs but doesn't cry
A flower show has caught her eye
Sybil Green of the in between
Between yourself and her soul
Sybil Green

She doesn't care
It's not her affair
It's a quiet nook
She can read her book

She dusts each and every book
And cannot coax herself to look
Between the space she finds her face
She's lost herself along the shelf
Sybil Green of the in between
Between yourself and her soul
Sybil Green