Rope

A dancer in the dark,
She has a broken heart.
She moves her feet,
Her heart will fleet,
For the lover whom did part.

A dancer in the smoke,
The tears that make her choke,
Fall from her eyes,
She always cries
The words she never spoke.

A dancer in the shade,
A song that never played,
A raven sings,
And on black wings,
She never would have stayed.

A dancer from a tree,
She looks so sad to me,
Her dead black eyes,
They do despise
The image that they see.

A dancer from a rope,
She simply could not cope
So now she swings,
To better things,
She hadn't any hope.

A dancer in the dark,
This world she did depart,
Her spirits gone,
No earthly bonds,
Hold dancer in the dark.