You were born into shame
Beautiful and pale
Your dad was always away
You gave birth in July
Since then my baby and I
Well, we hide away
Sorrys, seven years of sorrys
I was trying to catch your eye
Rolling, into the river you were caught in
I saw you flowing and couldn't swim back
Well, now your silent spirit
It was too cold and shaking
I thought he saw you waving
I guess he wasn't trained
To be raised by someone unhappy
I took all the pain for him

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