Plastic Girl from Giant Rising by Romulus Rues

He saw a plastic Girl, A reproduction/
An obstruction to what he saw as real/ He’s seen ones like her before her knows how she feels/
How contumelious, oh how vain/ He’ll never know the pain/
Of being forced against, his own grain//
And he painted a picture of something he knew nothing about, oh he had no doubt/
That she was the same, as the one he let get away/
He was blinded by his vilipend, and that was his greatest sin/
And he kept on pushing and pushing, until that day/
He found that they shared some things/ But he had torn down all she could corrade/
So why would she stay?//

She was a Plastic girl, she never asked to be/
And everyone they saw her face, but refused to hear her plea//

She loved aprisity ya see, she hated the cold/
On lonely winter nights, she would watch the falling of the snow/
Many a man would agree, she was the most beautiful thing they’d ever seen/
They were scorn, she rejected their advances, refusing to show what’s behind the scene//
Cause she hid so well, all the scars she left on her own skin/
And her cries could shake the heavens, her happiness was brief in her, her swevens/
She lost it all so long ago, and such a lost it could never be apropo/
Oh how could you know/
So now you know. But it’s too late/ Cause she up’d and welkin flew away/
A prey to the grief she tried to slice away//

She was a Plastic girl, she never asked to be/
And everyone they saw her face, but refused to hear her plea/
She was a Plastic girl, she never asked to be/
And everyone they saw her cry, but refused to hear her plea/
She was a Plastic girl, she never asked to be/
She was a Plastic girl, but now she’s just free/

• Folk
• Hudson Valley
• indie folk
• poc
• singer-songwriter
• Hyde Park