Alice Mercy (To Whom It May Concern) - Miller Anderson

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

Overtaken by the grief she feels, she cries

The water fills her eyes

With clouded vision hammers pounding in her brain

She rushes out insane

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