In a Gown Too Blue Three Weird Sisters

Copyright: Three Weird Sisters Dressed in my gown of too virulent blue I ll play the pitiful damsel I do Draped on cold ground I ll pose No one knows what I know One turn and I m lost in time I trip through history Studying mysteries Middle aged Oxford was all mine I was the confident sophomore I thought I had this down pat But I don t know the road to the door God, I don t know where I m at I clench my hands in the semblance of prayer And pray to my knuckles what I m doing here How all my arrogance Joined with my innocence To shove me down dark snowy roads Please hear this penitent Don t learn as I have learnt Be more prepared if you don t go Everything school couldn t teach me Everything I didn t know Now there s no way they can reach me And I don t know where to don t don t know 1400 was the target we set My story an