She's too woman to cry or go down on her knees
Her eyes blaze and her hands are shaking
She and I can hear voices talking in the room next door
Look, they cast out the line with a heave two-three-four
Who could have known that one house could hold so much heartbreak?
She turns around and her lips move but the words just drop away
That Gala shouldn't worry, she needn't be afraid
We've seen too many castles crumble, made too many innocent mistakes
Because there are sailors on the sea tonight in ships that God made
Then her mother is there and her voice is soft
She leans on the back of a chair and her arms begin to sway
Gala makes for the door
And then the clock bell rings, the wind blows in
Saying things we used to say that we can't believe in any more
She claws at her face with her nails till it bleeds
She runs down the stairs in her poor bare feet
She pulls Gala close
Gala doesn't want, Gala doesn't need
Gala knows
She soothes Gala's cuts and gently chides and
She opens her mouth and roars
