One for the Shareholder - Maria Taylor

The dance, a bid, a matinee

It’s a faint, a brief affinity

It’s a touch when it shouldn’t be But it’s all right

And it’s a step but you’re too quick to fall

Now a crash but it’s just physical

Not a point, except it’s natural

But it’s all right

There’s no burden that will agonize you

No worry that will weigh you down

Not the memories that hypnotize you

You won’t turn around

You can’t love me You can’t love me You can’t love me You can’t love me A regret, it’s undetectable

It’s a shy display, non-emotional

It’s a siren, barely audible

But it’s all right

And it’s an angle of the paradigm

It’s a cold box of cheap red wine

It’s the thought that gets lost in time

But it’s all right

There’s no burden that will agonize you

No worry that will weigh you down

Not the memories that hypnotize you

You won’t turn around

You can't love me You can't love me You can't love me You can't love me It's a shade of what you could not be It's a shade of what you could not be It's a shade of what you could not

be It's a shade, a shade, a shade

There’s no burden that will agonize you

No worry that will weigh you down

Not the memories that hypnotize you

You won’t turn around

You can’t love me You can’t love me You can’t love me You can’t love me