Up and down the dirty room her voice rings out
What's it all about?
A maid of fourty-two her arms stretched out
But nobody holds her

And watch the children laughing behind her back
In that dirty schoolroom
Too young to realise why she looked so blank
And why her face reflects doom

It's a mean old town and you know it brings her down
Alice mercy, she gets on her knees to pray
And the friends she knew have all since passed through
Leaving nothing but memories and pain

The likelihood of doing anything that's new is so far-off and few
Jailed by the values she holds so dear and true
"They're the right things to do"

But it's a mean old town and it brings her right down
Alice mercy gets on her knees to pray
And the friends she knew have since passed by through
Leaving nothing but memories and pain

Picks up a knife you know she plains to take her life
But it's easy to live and hard to die
So she remains just to fight back her pain
And like dust she is scattered by the wind and the rain

(To whom it may concern)

Ten years ago on a cold wet mourn
I looked for you but you had gone
And you never left a word
You never saw how bad that hurt

The way the firelight danced across your face
Time along cannot erase
Memories now locked inside
They can't be taken or destroyed