Snow White In Appalachia Lyrics - Manafon - David Sylvian

Half-life 

She moves in a half-life 

Imperfect 

From a place on the stairs 

Or sat in the backseat 

Sometimes you're only a passenger 

In the time of your life 

And there's snow on the mattress 

Blown in from the doorway 

It would take pack-mules and provisions 

To get out alive 

There were concerts and car-crashes 

There were kids she attended 

And repeat indiscretions 

For which she'd once made amends 

Then there's ice on the windshield 

And the wipers are wasted 

And the metal is flying 

Between her and her friends 

She'd abandoned them there 

In the hills of Appalachia 

She threw off the sandbags 

To lighten the load 

As soon as the sun rose 

The keys were in the ignition 

Following the tire tracks 

Of the truck sanding the road 

There had to be drugs 

Running through the girl's body 

There had to be drugs 

And they too had a name 

And the adrenalin rush 

Had left her exhausted 

When under the blue sky 

Nothing need be explained 

And there is no maker 

Just an exhaustible indifference 

And there's comfort in that 

So you feel unafraid 

And the radio falls silent 

But for short bursts of static 

And she sleeps in her house 

That once too had a name