Nellie's Not There

Nellie stands up from a wooden chair
Her brain goes fuzzy and her face goes fair
She sets into motion
Pretending she knows the way out of here
Her voice is coming from inside the house
But no-one told her it would get so loud
In motion, emotions
She's holding out hope
I hope she can tamp it down

She is cooler than I thought she'd be
She likes good music and the right TV
Who needs enemies with thoughts like these?
No, Nellie's not there at all, at all
She is walking on a too-thin string
Above a canyon full of sharp-edged things
But how she's dancing makes you think she's walking on air
It's the trick of the fall, the fall, the fall

Nellie's sitting on a southbound train
She adds her totals from the day away
Just math in a notebook
She hides in a cabinet by the sink
She's long been wishing she could find that gleam
That made her glorious at seventeen
What was she like then?
Who was she trying to please?

She is cooler than I thought she'd be
She likes good music and the right TV
Who needs enemies with thoughts like these?
No, Nellie's not there at all, at all
She is walking on a too-thin string
Above a canyon full of sharp-edged things
But how she's dancing makes you think she's walking on air
It's the trick of the fall, the fall, the fall

She's falling, she's falling
She's walking on air
She's falling, she's falling
She's not even there