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There were stars in my eyes
When I crashed and I died
In the purple, dogwood blossoms
My entire bloodline
Took to my side
The quakers, the gypsies with shotguns
They said now is the time
You can hold your head high
Or you can hide and run
It's your choice, hun
Now I'm praying like a babbling
Fundamentalist
On a Sunday
I'm sailing like
The Pike County Line
A boxcar of teenage runaways
I'm rioting like
A girl when she sighs
At every other pet name
Like Darling
Like Bunny
Happy Hunting