So she won’t crawl back in
She drinks her second cup of coffee
‘Cause it’s the only available sin
She falls asleep in the subway
She feels like Alice in the rabbit hole
She wakes up with a start
With an aching in her heart
She says they’ve got my mind and body
But they can’t take my soul
They’re making gold out of the good girls
They’re making dollars out of all our fantasies
They’re making bundles of cash
From the trash we think we need
Making gold out of the good girls
Like me…
– Amy Rigby
Glad it’s hump day today…