Rebekah
You know my mother?
She would tell me this story
Of this woman in all of her glory
Going ‘round town
And wrecking havoc
In every naysayer’s path
She never cared
Didn’t matter when or where
She was gonna let you know
She was a ballerina
As a way of saying
She knew how to put on a show
They say extravagance
Is of the enemy
But that doesn’t matter, you see
Because the real villain here
Always was, always has been
And always will be
Those on the outside
Thinking they know what’s within
She’s standing on her tippy toes
And watching as the world goes
Because time stops for no one
Neither does she
She went by the rules of live and let die
But not before you send your neighbor the best goodbye
In the form of a cat dyed the color key lime
They say extravagance
Is of the enemy
But that doesn’t matter, you see
Because the real burden here
Were those who chose to pretend
They’ve never lived a day in sin
Thinking they know what’s within