Alicia Ross - Kathleen Edwards

I am a girl with a forgettable face

No matter my colour, no matter my name

At work there is a boy and he treats me well

My old friends from high school,

I see them around

August is here I can’t believe how fast

Soon there will be winter and snow on the ground

Maybe by then I could get my own place

Closer to the city if that’s ok But Mamma, can you hear me?

As I dragged on my day’s last cigarette

He pulled me so hard off my Very own back door steps

And he laid me in his garden

All the years i’ve watched him tend

And then he took me, Mamma

So I could never tell you about it Inside of this moment there are

Things I wish I could know

Like my ring size, your ring size,

And the hour I was born

My dad’s middle name, your favourite song

Was your darkest day as dark as this one?

Mamma, can you hear me?

As I dragged on my day’s last cigarette

He pulled me so hard off my Very own back door steps

And he laid me in his garden

All the years i’ve watched him tend

He took me, Mamma

So I could never tell you about it Now I’m a girl who’s face they’ll never forget