Sanctuary Lyrics
Dear uncle sold her into the purest kind of slavery
Hood-eyed little middlemen profited from damaged goods
Along the way
Good angels brought her back to a last nepal summer
Debased, hollow-faced, a smile might become her
Now she's cosied up, cosied up and comforted
In the warm flush of september
Gone before winter
Wondering as to might-have-beens
Somebody's daughter in sanctuary, waiting
Seen through softer cage of kindness, far and further still away
From time-warp victorian zoos
Where staring ice cream gameboys play
Big paws, worn claws and swishing tails
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More damaged goods in the market sales
Too proud for anger, too late for hate: resigned in dignity
Gone before winter
Purring might-have-beens
Somebody's kitten in sanctuary, waiting
Somebody near you in sanctuary, waiting
