She sits upon the wreckage
Ragged and forgotten
You know that she's seen better days
There's no one looking for her
No one who will spot and
Rescue her from that dark place
So she sits and she prays to the gods
For a breeze
That will take her back to land
Maybe if the wind picks her up
She'll dance again
So she sits and she prays to the gods
And she waits
For the time is at hand
Maybe if the wind picks her up
She'll dance again