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from This Time Around by Michelle Lewis



You turn a million heads out on the street
But somehow you convinced yourself
you never could compete
And so you take to bed each man
that crumbles at your feet
And lying naked next to them
you cry yourself to sleep
And then you let just once or twice
turn into several dozen times

You use your smile as your best disguise
You lock yourself in bathroom stalls
and cut your inner thighs
You say that it’s the only place
that healing wounds can hide
You say it takes the pain away
you have inside your mind
What started out as once or twice
soon became a hundred times

Don’t you know that evening’s coming after you?
How many lives you got until you’re through?

You are your mother’s daughter, Caroline.
But you were always so much smarter
‘til you started your decline
You closed up all your windows
so the sun no longer shines
You lose yourself on percocets
washed down with gulps of wine
But if anyone should ask
you always tell them that you’re fine
I never met a girl so sweet,
so beautiful, so blind
How could you let a few bad months
turn into your lifetime?

-Michelle Lewis ©2001


from This Time Around, track released September 24, 2004
Michelle Lewis - vocals, acoustic guitar
Matt Harmon - cello


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Michelle Lewis Boston, Massachusetts

Michelle writes intensely visual songs, rich with melodic texture and emotional depth, and she performs with an unmistakable swagger. Too refined to call folk and too personal to call pop, her music surprises listeners who think they know what to expect from a singer/songwriter, and those who never expected to like one. ... more

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