Janice from Emanations by Carlton Heston

Janice isn't going back to school
sometimes things turn out so cruel,
oh no
she can't go.
There are things that never last
always slipping into the past.
Who knows
just where they go?

History's set with many stones
and many namesakes written down,
whether she is one of those
some day hers will fade off, too.
It won't take a million years
'til no one cares about her tears:
Janice, the forgotten one,
who fell behind and then was gone.

Janice stepped into her car,
but she wasn't going very far
oh no
she won't go.
There are things that never last
always slipping into the black.
Who knows
just how they go?

Mysteries haunt inquiring minds,
but still they will forget in time.
They question her for what she knows,
maybe they will know it too.
Dispersing to a million homes
where lonely memories die alone;
Janice, the forgotten one,
a broken line marked in the sand.

Janice isn't going back to school
sometimes things turn out so cruel,
oh no
she can't go.
There are things that never last
always slipping into the past.
Who knows
just where they go?

• Acoustic
• creep folk
• folk punk
• folk rock
• industrial
• industrial folk
• primitive dance
• psych
• Atlanta