Lola, Oh Lola
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(Verse 1)
Born in the winter of 1943, Lola lived a dutiful, quiet life
Three different men to call her own, a three-time faithful wife
Three sons, three grandsons, the men all gathered 'round
But the free-love spirit in her soul never made a sound
verse 2
She wrote pages in a notebook, filled with childish dreams
Angst-filled rhymes and feelings bursting at the seams
A lonely teenaged heart trapped inside a woman’s head
Lola, oh Lola, oh, the words she never said.
(Chorus)
Three husbands, three sons, three grandsons in a line
Earning her self-worth, she was just killing off time
Trying to please them, taking on their shape
Reflecting their desires, never finding an escape
Lola, oh Lola, in the shadows you remain
Lola, oh Lola, you only danced in the rain.
(Verse 3)
She traded her sacred womanhood to fit into their mold
Their aspirations burning, while her own dreams turned cold
She couldn't let it go, couldn't breathe or find the calm
Just living in the echoes of a lonely, distant poem
Verse 4
Now the house is silent, high up on the hill
The husbands all are gone now, the air is deathly still
Two resting on the mantle, one moved on to pasture new
While she devours books of fantasy, just trying to get through.
(Chorus)
Three husbands, three sons, three grandsons in a line
Earning her self-worth, she was just killing Off time
Trying to please them, taking on their shape
Reflecting their desires, never finding an escape
Lola, oh Lola, in the shadows you remain
Lola, oh Lola, you only danced in the rain.
(Verse 5)
The evening light is fading now, the house is growing dim
She looks upon the mantle shelf, at memories of them
Her closely cropped white hair reflects the soft and silver moon
A different kind of luster in the quiet afternoon
Verse 6
Her Deep brown eyes are closing as the shadows start to grow
Releasing all the heavy grief she carried long ago
With a heart that’s finding peace at last, the spirit finds its way
Beyond the tired ruminations at the end of the day.
(Chorus)
Three husbands, three sons, three grandsons in a line
Earning her self-worth, she was just killing Off time
Trying to please them, taking on their shape
Reflecting their desires, never finding an escape
Lola, oh Lola, in the shadows you remain
Lola, oh Lola, you only danced in the rain.
(Outro)
Three husbands...
Three sons...
Three grandsons...
Lola... oh, Lola.
(Fade out)
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