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Mama’s Broke

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Little girl in a northern town
Let my hair grow long, let my heart be found
Late to bed, early to rise
In the waking hours she set her eyes
To the window that faced the water

Burning hearts to empty hands
Tearing through town with older men
While the city boys found quiet girls
And they built them homes at the edge of the world
With windows that face the water

Just stay and try a few more years
Sand to stone, and disappеar
These days are prison walls but thе nights are mine
Like the little cracks that reach for open skies
Are windows that face the water

It's getting late she's heading home
Skirts the shore and stands alone
Turns to curse the rushing tide
And walks toward the harbour lights
That sparkle like stars on the water