Meagan, I know you’re barely breathing,
And your mother is grieving
For your soul.
She’s hoping that God will give you grace,
And cause you to awake,
So she can take
You to church again.
And gorge you on the bread and wine,
And hope that next time
You won’t feel so alone.
Meagan, Meagan,
Please don’t feel so alone.
Meagan, I know that you said
You left for the west
To invest
In relationships.
Well I guess that Boise wasn’t kind
‘cus the only one they’d find
Was you curled up in the corner.
Meagan, Meagan,
Please don’t feel so alone…

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