Lyrics

Washed up on the shore at fifty-five
Found a way to keep herself alive
Got a tiny house, all by herself
Fixed it up, put some books on the shelf,
two cats and a bird feeder outside
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She's living in town, down a back alley
Close to the ocean, by the north sea
But she's longing for the forest, dark in the moonlight
In the stillness of nature, she'd rather be

Got a grand piano tucked in her living room
Got a fiddle and guitar to keep in tune
Her friends drop by to just say 'hi'
Other times they just walk on by
Sometimes she stays in bed til noon
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Someday she'll find a way to go
Back to the land she used to know
Her life's been bad, but now she's glad
Got no reason to feel sad, her life has taken on a rosy glow
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