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You were born in KC, Missouri To a girl who wasn't married

After your birth she brought you to the nursery

Kissed your head and told you not to worry

And then quietly she turned and slipped away

In the elevator her heart began to pound To the rooftop, in her slippers, and her gown

On the edge, she took one last look around

Then closed her eyes and pushed away

Speeding toward the ground

Through the air without a sound So gracefully

Twelve flights down, nearly naked on the ground Skin and tragedy always attract a crowd

So it was when the policeman came around He took more than fifty eyewitness accounts

Each one in awe, for they'd never seen a girl so sad and beautiful.....

Speeding toward the ground

Through the air without a sound

Speeding toward the ground

Through the air without a sound So gracefully