If she’s asleep it’s for the best   cause she’s been going on for days   she’s been babbling and talking nonsense   and she can’t see you through the haze   shut the door to her bedroom   please don’t make a sound   cause she’s hurting in a way   that you can’t wrap your arms around   hope it once was manifest   it may have come and gone   at least we saw it once   and it wasn’t lost on anyone         oh baby at the promenade   methamphetamine   makes this a beautiful town   where injury in the wilderness   across the hazards of tonight   won’t bring her down      Donna came here innocent   But she left with inside sight   She would never move her mouth again   Just to keep her troubles tight   Crystal Texas City   And connection at the time   Sold to slavery up the river   For a penny to the dime      Take a picture of Donna   and the element of hell   she’s a bruise across the mattress   of a Beaumont motel   safelight through the transom   now she’s barely awake   but her eyes won’t even open to let her see through the ache