There’s a therapist who lives at the end of my street
But I can’t see him because there’s an 18-week waiting period
Yes I can see the irony but for once it isn’t appreciated
Because all I can hear is a ticking clock
And it’s not time to go home just yet
Go to the river
Go to the show
Let it all go
(Violet Crown)
They say you shouldn’t place your happiness thinking
The grass is greener on the other side
But I can feel the ground shifting beneath me
As I try to find some clarity
Sometimes I feel like a familiar
Hanging around but not really here
But everyone seems to nod and smile
When maybe we should get lost
Go to the river
Go to the show
Let it all go
Go to the river
(Violet Crown)
Go to the show
Let it all go
(Violet Crown)
Occasionally an odd thought comes to me
I want to get a giant laser beam
And blast everyone else into oblivion
Or something equally absurd
It’s a twisted sense of romance
Or whatever you want to call it
(The drawing-rooms of one of the most magnificent private residences are ablaze of lights,
Carriages line the streets in front,
And from gate to doorway is spread a velvet carpet, on which the delicate feet of the guests may tread,
The occasion is the entrée into society of one of the fairest buds in the City of the Violet Crown)
Go to the river
Go to the show
(Violet Crown)
Go to the river
Go to the show
(Violet Crown)
Let it all go
(Violet Crown)
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