Southern Belle

Southern belle ringing in my head
Louder now than it’s ever been
When I left you were standing guard
Something tells me you never got too far

Southern belle fairest of the ball
Lovers wait in an empty hall
Their invitations press around the room
Take the hand of any you should choose

You look for maps in a pattern sky
Where no one laughs every time you cry
You cry for what you cannot find
Like peace of mind

Southern belle in your ivory tower
You watch the night unfold his ruthful power
The morning breaks in through the eastern sky
Steals you from the shattered arms of night