The
jittery Bee Anne
It
finds the road isn't smooth
The
bumpy rides ahead
It
wishes it disappears
The
old master arrives
On
the opposite camp he sits
He
knows his boys well
He
groomed them up
Now
Bee Anne shivers
Staring
in the dark of night
The
wind stays still
The
stars hide away
Its
leader can't lead
He
buys royalty to stay
The
house builds on sand
It
will tumble down instead
Now
the old master plots
The
day his boys will learn a bitter lesson
The
downfall will be imminent
Bee
Anne has stayed its birth
Now
it should be the new horizon
Blooming
up to take the world stage
This
is the way it has to forge ahead
Not
with Bee Anne giving us shame
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