We sent her a card
to the hospital
where she is locked away

     I know that girl

We said some kind words,
trying to ease her child mind
for a few minutes

     I know that girl

She sits lonely near the window
in that big, big room
looking at the gray world

     I know that girl

She thinks of the windows,
but they’re unbreakable,
they tell her it’s been tried

     I know that girl

It’s night again
and she lays awake
afraid of what might happen
between those fifteen minute checks

     I know that girl

They’ll watch him, they tell her
he won’t put his hands on you –
there is no way

     I know that girl

We sent her a card and
I don’t know her at all,
but if I’m being honest,
     I know that girl.

She knows me.

     We are, we are.