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THIS IS SOME YEARS BACK
IN A PLACE FAR AWAY
WHERE HER STORY STARTS,
LET’S SAY EASTERN WYOMING;
THIS WAITRESS AND PART-TIME WRITER WAS WAITING.
DISHES ON THE RACK,
SHE WOULD WORK EV’RY DAY
WITH NO CLEAR IDEA
OF JUST WHERE SHE WAS GOING
OR WHAT KIND OF LIFE SHE MIGHT BE CREATING.
SHE SAW HER FRIENDS GET MARRIED,
AND WATCHED THEM WHILE THEY CARRIED THOSE BABIES THAT CRY, SO SHE PACKED A QUICK BAG AND SHE LEFT WITHOUT A GOODBYE.
SHE RAN, SHE RAN
PAST THE STOPLIGHT THAT NEVER STOPPED BLINKING.
SHE RAN, SHE RAN
AND SHE DIDN’T WASTE TIME OVERTHINKING.
SHE KNEW WHAT FOLKS WOULD SAY, THAT
SHE’D ALWAYS BE THE GIRL WHO RAN AWAY.
ONE BOY KNEW THE SCORE
WHEN SHE STOPPED FOR AWHILE
IN A BRAND NEW LAND,
CALL IT WESTERN OHIO.
SHE LIVED IN A ROOM JUST THREE FLOORS ABOVE HIM.
HE WAS SIX FOOT FOUR,
WHEN HE KISSED HER HE’D SMILE,
AND SHE’D CLOSE HER EYES
WHILE SHE TRIED NOT TO CRY, SO
HE’D NEVER GUESS HOW MUCH SHE MIGHT LOVE HIM.
HE SAID “I KNOW YOUR HIST’RY,
BUT LOVING YOU’S THIS MYST’RY I LONG TO DECODE.”
AND ONE DAY WHEN HE KNOCKED SHE WAS FIFTY MILES DOWN THE ROAD.
SHE RAN, SHE RAN;
‘CAUSE THAT LIFE FELT LIKE SUCH A DISASTER.
SHE RAN, SHE RAN,
AND THE HARDER SHE THOUGHT SHE RAN FASTER.
SHE’D MISS HIM EV’RY DAY, BUT
SHE’D ALWAYS BEEN THE GIRL WHO RAN AWAY.
SHE COULDN’T STOP LOOKING AHEAD;
SHE KNEW ONCE SHE DID SHE’D BE BETTER OFF DEAD
AND PEOPLE WHO SETTLE ARE LED
TO LIE AND DIE ALONE.
SHE KNEW WANTING MORE WOULD STOP HER CRYING;
ASK FOR LESS, YOU MIGHT STOP TRYING.
NOW THOSE DAYS ARE GONE,
THAT SEEMS SO LONG AGO;
SHE’S ON FORTY-NINTH
WITH A VIEW OF THE RIVER.
SOME DAYS SHE IS SAD WITHOUT KNOWING WHY, SO
SHE KEEPS MOVING ON
BUT SHE STILL DOESN’T KNOW