Ghosts of Ruby Slippers
Everything's in Kansas black-and-white.
Circumstances have clicked her heels
three times
and sent her home
Fallen, like Lucifer of old
from a heaven
of brains,
heart and courage
Her Tin Woodsman walks away with a heart
Her Lion fails her
and she's left with a nice pair of shoes
and Kansas black-and-white
But she smiles, sad and small,
as the ghosts of ruby slippers
leave jet trails
beyond the monochrome
Circumstances have clicked her heels
three times
and sent her home
Fallen, like Lucifer of old
from a heaven
of brains,
heart and courage
Her Tin Woodsman walks away with a heart
Her Lion fails her
and she's left with a nice pair of shoes
and Kansas black-and-white
But she smiles, sad and small,
as the ghosts of ruby slippers
leave jet trails
beyond the monochrome