TO THE WOLVES

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It took me a long time to send you that message

Of terrible painstaking heartfelt confessions

I guess what I learned was a valuable lesson

A valuable lesson

 

A bridge can’t be built until problems are solved

Yeah that’s what I said hoping you’d get involved

But all of the nightmares I tried to deny

Came true in the moment you didn’t reply

 

And I still hear your voice

I didn’t make you proud

And I hate the noise

The silence is too loud

 

Because you fed me to the wolves in sheep skins

Even when they bared their teeth and

You said it was a worthy death

And now you think that I’ll forget

 

So I guess it’s true all’s fair in love and in war

And I’ll tell my story like I know you tell yours

The tale of a love that was ripped at the seams

Because one had the guts to go follow their dreams

 

And it took me some time, but I thought it through

So many moments I justified you

I close my eyes you know I still shed tears

But all this will take me more than a few years

 

I’ll love you forever I’ll like you for always

As long as I’m living my baby you’ll be

(The first daughter, like her father)

I’ll love you forever I’ll like you for always

As long as I’m living my baby you’ll be

(To the wolves just like her mother)

As long as I’m livin’ you’d sacrifice me

 

And I still hear your voice

I didn’t make you proud

And I hate the noise

The silence is too loud

 

Because you fed me to the wolves in sheep skins

Even when they bared their teeth and

You said it was a worthy death

And now you think that I’ll forget

 

Because you fed me to the wolves in sheep skins

Even when they bared their teeth and

You said it was a worthy death

Said it was a worthy death

Oh mother how could I forget

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SWEET LORRAINE

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Sweet Lorraine, the fiery-haired and
Brown-eyed schemer
Who came from a long line of drinkers and dreamers
Who knew that sunshine don't hold up to dark
Whose businesses fail, who sleep in the park

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Lorraine who spoke of paintings in Paris
And outlandish things to her family just to scare us
Whose heart went pokin' where it shouldn't ought
Whose mother could only spit at the thought of
Lorraine
Sweet Lorraine

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Her father would tear out like a page of the bible
Then he'd burn down the house to announce his arrival
Her mother was working and never was home
Lorraine carved out a little life of her own

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Lorraine started working, Lorraine went to school
Her mother threw stones at her
On the day that she moved
Now isn't that a very strange thing to do
For someone who never really wanted you
Lorraine
Sweet Lorraine

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Her daddy called her a slut and a whore
The night before her wedding day
The very next morning at the church
Her daddy gave Lorraine away
Lorraine away

Lorraine
Sweet Lorraine

 

(The following conversation happens during a piano break between Patty and Irene. Let me know if you'd like to change the first line)

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Patty: Irene, how you doing sweetie?

Irene: Well Patty, I’m finding the weight of generational trauma is a bit heavy

Patty: It can be. But if you can recognize and understand, you get to choose how to navigate forward…

 

(Last verse sung by Patty with harmonies by Irene)

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In the battle of time, in the battle of will
It's only your hope and your heart that gets killed
And it gets harder and harder, Lorraine
To believe in magic
When what came before you was so very tragic
Lorraine
Sweet Lorraine

 

(Irene takes the lesson learned from Patty and applies it back to her own song)

 

They fed you to the wolves sweet Lorraine

You and I are different but we’re the same

But you fed me to the wolves sweet Lorraine

But my story will be different, I’ll choose to change

 

Loraine

Sweet Loraine…