... a friend of mine is a survivor and singer/songwriter ... this is one of her songs ... i cried the frist time i heard it ...

... "i was seven" by alice marie ... hear it at: http://cdbaby.com/cd/alicemarie2


i never had an attic
i never had a basement
but i had secrets
i had secrets

i never had a best friend
i never had a childhhod
but i had secrets
i had secrets

hiding in books about amityville
reading til it's darker than wine
making my bed with sheets full of dread
pretending that everything's fine

nancy drew what's wrong with you
can't you stop this intrusion
nancy please being bass and george
tell me it's all an illusion

i never saw it coming
i never had a clue
i was seven
i was seven

i never called for help
i never said a damn thing
i was seven
i was seven

hiding in books about amityville
reading till it's darker than wine
making my bed with sheets full of dread
pretending that everything's fine

nancy drew what's wrong with you
can't you stop this intrusion
nancy please being bass and george
tell me it's all an illusion

i closed the door but it wouldn't lock
i felt unprotected from his footstpes
we had the prettiest house on the block
but lightening would hit again and again and again

this man he had a daughter
this man he had a son
across the hall
across the hall

the son took after daddy
the son went after me
that same fall
where's my doll ...

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"And now here is my secret, a very simple secret; it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye." ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery from The Little Prince