Get down and pray to the oven She thinks that God is there, in there Do you see sylvia in the oven? Colossal fact, daddy's ex don't let you read. Here's what she sees.
In the end her only friend, keeps herself wide Open Looks into a higher ground What did husband say was found? She found - a daughter going on with her life I can't juggle this I can't juggle this I can't juggle this
When it slips she says: This kansas wheat won't break me And another drink won't take me I can make it if you can
Strip it down wide open still Was your head caught in that pill? Was your life one big regret? The smartest man she ever met Was not buried or put up on a cross
And she thinks it's over, still If that light won't go on There's no hope in life at all If the oven won't burn
This kansas wheat won't break us And another drink won't make us free The oven's wide open, hold your breath and see. Hold your breath and see . . .
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