Straight Lines Lyrics

 Suzanne Vega
 
 There's a sound
 Across the alley
 Of cold metal
 Touching skin
 
 And you can see
 If you look in her window
 That she has gone and cut
 Her hair again
 
 In straight lines
 Straight lines
 
 Those soft golden lights in the morning
 Are now on her wooden floor
 The wind has swept them through the apartment
 She don't need them
 Any more
 Any more
 Any more...
 
 She's cut down
 On her lovers
 Though she still dreams
 Of them at night
 
 She's growing straight lines
 Where once were flowers
 She is streamlined
 She is taking the shade down
 From the light
 
 To see the straight lines
 Straight lines
 
 She wants to cut through the circles
 That she has lived in before
 She wants to finally kill the delusions
 She won't need them
 Any more
 Any more
 Any more...
 
 But there's a sound
 Across the alley
 Of cold metal
 Too close to the bone
 
 And you can see
 If you look in her window
 The face of a woman
 Finally alone
 
 Be
Straight lines