Woman On The Tier - Suzanne Vega

Too hot.

no air.

Loud fan and a big tin can.

Wait here.

steer clear.

Theyve gone to get your man.

10 am.

Through gate 3 with picture id.

This old billfold

Experiences security.

I hear the click.

these men are hard.

Ill see your face through bar and guard.

Youre new to me.

Im new to you.

I see your fate.

Ill see you

You through.

Ice within.

And its all cement in the government.

Approved?

then move

To the plywood booth where the prisoners sent.

You read in red

The letters on the door and you know what theyre for.

You feel unreal.

And the rattling chains coming over the floor.

I hear the clock.

these walls are green.

I see your face through tin and screen.

Youre new to me.

Im new to you.

I see your fate.

Ill see you

You through.

Too hot.

no air.

Loud fan and a big tin can.

Wait here.

steer clear.

Theyve gone to get your man.