Rickoshea ( j. chase 1995)

The column crashed one fateful day
A songbird flew out of your soul
Like severing the twine that binds 
A brilliant kite to this world

Did it fall to the ground when released that day?
Surely seemed heaven bound
It's tail whispering a child-like sound

And honey I'm glad you stuck around
Honey I'm glad you stuck around

You make me feel I can't rise above
 my spirit soaring free
I kiss the ground that the goddess walked
 that brought you close to me
And Mary Magdalene washed Jesus' feet
 and felt the way I feel
I crawl inside your smiling eyes 
Never questioning what's real
What's real?

Everyone's so self-absorbed 
Why does Mary make me cry?
When I look into her eyes of mirrored purity
Honey I know I can't lie
Not even to myself 
No not even to myself

You make me feel I can't rise above
 my spirit soaring free
I kiss the ground that the goddess walked
 that brought you close to me
And Mary Magdalene washed Jesus' feet
 and felt the way I feel
I crawl inside your smiling eyes 
Never questioning what's real
What's real?