Social stature

She walked in the room and
Proceeded to crawl on the floor
Asked me my name but I cannot
Hand over that information to you
This is no place for a lady of
Social stature
This is no place, no place for a lady

A crown of thorns floats inside your head
I tried to kill you but you're already dead
To ideas that will set you free
Come down, down here with me

I the fool trapped inside
The river flows, the river knows
We the men with the miracle mile
The river flows the children are blind
Half closed eyes
Brazen minds
The naked rivers have fear