Emily - Fastball

Emily shrugs and drags her heels as she takes the guided tour

It seemed like such an amazing deal

When she was looking at the brochure

Stuck on a bus with strangers

Wishing she could be at home

With me Poor little Emily

How does it feel to be free?

Lyin' in bed

The pain in my head

From running around all day

Tryin' to find what was rightfully mine

But I ran out of things to say

Runnin' around with strangers

Wishing she could run away with me.

Poor little Emily

How does it feel to be free

From familiar fingertips

To a persecuted grip?

From the pan into the fire

Now a thread becomes a wire

Under which you must crawl

Through a ditch and over the wall

Emily works her fingers

Right down to her aching bones

While my aching head’s got me stuck

In bed working on being alone

Working around the clock

Wishing she had worked it out with me

Poor little Emily

How does it feel to be free?

Poor little Emily

How does it feel to be free?

Poor little Emily

How does it feel to be free?