Ed reveals he asked his parents to offer her the yearly position.
lyrics
E:
I wanted you
Under these panels
Of glass
Matted and framed,
I’d keep you separate
I know you felt it
I held you airtight
J:
I am no flower
You can’t just keep me
In your collection
E:
Manhattan kills
All this striving towards greatness
It raises monsters
Long Island thrives
How could I help it?
A perfect place for
A budding artist
J:
Don’t fence me in
There’s more to paint than
Your rhododendrons
Have you forgot?
I’m not Rembrandt
I’m Jane from Nassau County
E:
Listen to me, Jane
I know it’s hard to hear it now
For all the mess I’ve made
I never lied about the way
You and I were meant
To meet each other, just not yet
Don’t destroy this page
Save me for a different day
J:
To the untrained eye
This is paradise
But watch the ocean rise,
Watch the marshes sigh
You can come and go,
To your weekend home
Pretend the things you leave
Aren’t dying slow
Waves wear me down
With every motion
Into a new shape
All that I am
Is still becoming
Is still becoming
Have a good one, Ed
This is where I draw the line
Sever that old thread
That stretches from your rib to mine
So goodbye, my friend
See you in Manhattan, then
Don’t you dare forget
I’m the one holding the pen
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