Joanne

Sits and watches traffic pass
Rejecting eyes
Pulling down the steel and glass
She won't beg and no one will ask
It moves too fast, for Joanne
There's a silence no man can crack
The city drains
The wind sheds the clouds to rags

She looks forward, she looks back
It moves too fast for Joanne
Her secret is revealed
She opens up her sacred heart
Her wound that never heals
Breathe slow, the moment's at hand
It moves too fast for Joanne