Testo Over Your Shoulder Seven Mary Three
Hereâs what she sees.
In the end her only friend, keeps herself wide open
looks into a higher ground
What did husband say was found?
She found - a daughter going on with her life
I canât juggle this
I canât juggle thisI canât juggle this
When it slips she says:
This Kansas wheat wonât break me
and another drink wonât take me
I can make it if you can
Strip it down wide open still
Was your head caught in that pill?
Was your life one big regret?
The smartest man she ever met
was not buried or put up on a cross
And she thinks itâs over, still
if that light wonât go on
Thereâs no hope in life at all
if the oven wonât burn
This Kansas wheat wonât break us
and another drink wonât make us free
The ovenâs wide open, hold your breath and see.
Hold your breath and see . . .