Sandy Strange bought a house
Four doors from my own
A ramshackle rotting place
Once a palace home

She sits up in the window
Bathed in candle light
A pixie smile across her face
Casting thru the night

Leaves swirling at her feet
The coldness of the air
Wind across her pale face
The darkness of her hair

QUITE A CHANGE, QUITE A STRIDE
SOMETHING YOU CAN FEEL INSIDE
MIDNIGHT TAKES ANOTHER BRIDE
WHEN SANDY STRANGE ...
PASSES BY

Sandy shops downtown
In weird little stores
She buys the oddest clothing
The kind you can't ignore

In them she's cuts quite a form
Hovering down the street
Her snakey shape an opium
To every eye she meets

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