Institute

I came back from somewhere else I came back and shook all my pedals off I delivered up my dress And I gathered all my things and put them in a room There are some who make amends But there are always people who won't look at you I remember one or two (How could I not jump in) I took the samples for myself I went and showed them to my friends down at the institute I will work the numbers out I will send back all the things she sent to me Colors in my tapestry Can I really get away alone