Joanna - A.c.t

Joanna looked at me and smiled.

I dreamt about a child

She was twenty twenty eight.

With the longing so hard she couldn’t wait

She felt frustrated that I wasn’t ready

She started to cry then i walked away

Not saying goodbye

Along with the bay

Along with the bay

Exausted by the misery

She looked but couldn’t see

The sadness made her unaware

Though the driver’s too drugged to even care

He crunched, scorned and demolished her body

She died on his hand

Was it my fault?

I miss you my Joanna

Along with the bay

Along with the bay