I offered up a weak embrace 'Till her song began to thin Slowing to a trickle down her chin Every head is cocked and still Her troubles have gone on display We knew her well before she lost her way Should she drink on that prescription? Mental's not an apt description But even brilliance has it's place When genius wears a twisted face How'd she get so way-out there? She's given us such a fright I don't think she'll be coming back tonight Hearing voices from the other side In the darkness they keep her up Trying to push her ball out of the cup Should she drink on that prescription? Mental's not an apt description But even brilliance has it's place When genius wears a twisted face When genius wears a twisted face To shiver, shake & freeze And make sure that her Mother's home And then we'll need a volunteer 'Cause she's not all here More from Spirit Of The West