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Sadly Real
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Sadly Real
© Maria Dunn, 1998 SOCAN

I used to take the high road, long road, lonely road
The one that brought me closest to the sky
Now I take the busy road, I can't afford to be invisible road
The one that just might get me home alive
And you say: sister, why do you fear?
And I say: brother, ‘cause it's so sadly real


I used to go wandering to greet the night's stars
Far from the headlights and the noises of the cars
Singing softly my own sweet song
Thinking how I like this feeling--this being on my own

Now I've had to listen to stories I don't want to hear
Ones that make me cautious, make me give in to my fear
Another woman’s been attacked walking on the bridge
And maybe she'd been thinking, just like me, "What a lovely morning this is"

Maria Dunn vocal · Shannon Johnson violin ·
Dawn Anderson harmony vocal
Solon McDade upright bass · Gary Koliger guitars