Leslie - Nataly Dawn

Fine dust falls from steel pipelines

Like ashes from a Pharaoh’s tomb

Shaking off bad luck of babies' dreams

That never left the womb

Many things are wired

To avoid short-circuits

But not us, for we are

Far too human, too human

Leslie rides on Ferris Wheels

Way up in the umbrella clouds

She is not afraid of falling

Out of favor with the crowds

Lord oh Lord please bless her soul

And bless her mother

Shine you face on us

For we are human, too human

Do your best little girl and have a little fun

Cause life wears you down and takes you for a run

Run run little girl, run run little girl, run run little girl

Little girl run run…