Rachel's gone. She's really gone. Rachel's really gone. She's really gone Rachel's gone. She's really gone. Rachel's really gone. She's really gone She and that Sally spent a whole afternoon pacing and measuring pacing and muttering muttering and pacing pacing the paths pacing the lawn. Rachel's gone. She's really gone. Rachel's really gone. She's really gone They got some of the books Out from the library Some of the cutlery Out of the kitchen The real silver knives The Real silver forks And all the mirrors From all of the rooms, Even mine. Rachel's gone. She's really gone. Rachel's really gone. She's really gone Sally and Rachel Sitting cross-legged In the middle of the lawn Moving silver around Rachel and Sally Sitting together On the lawn in the sunlight Moving mirrors around Catching the sunlight In all different ways. Rachel's gone. She's really gone. Rachel's really gone. She's really gone Then when they had things The way that they wanted They held up their hands Put their fingers together The air made a sound Like a flagstone splitting And this wild girl Came over the wall. And now Rachel's gone. She's really gone. Rachel's really gone. She's really gone And Sally's gone too.
