She's a fallen star, a windsock, a retrograde
She's a broken car rolled up all along the bank
She's a storm cloud on a shady afternoon
She's the deepest end in a pool in all of June
She's a better time
She's a cancer girl, not saturnine, not fallen lame
She's a pretty thing all wrapped up in cellophane
She's a cover, she's a lover, she's a cover girl
She's a moonlit drive, a deep song, a better life