Dancing on rooftops
Is a desperate past time
But it's all she has
To get away

And even though
The shingles cut
Into her toes
(And she leaves
Bloody footprints
Wherever she goes)
And when she trips
And skins her knees
(She leaves her flesh
For the birds to see)
And if she laughs
The wind will take
Her breath away

She'll be left
In his presence