Indigo Girls - The Girl With The Weight Of The World In Her Hands lyrics

She won't recover from her losses, She's not chosen this path, but she watches who it crosses Maybe move to the right, maybe move to the left So we can all see her pain she wears like a banner on her chest And we all say it's sad, and we think it's a shame And she's called to our attention, but we do not call her name, The girl with the weight of the world in her hands. We're busy with our happiness, busy with our plans I wonder if alone she wants it taken from her hands But if things didn't get any harder She might miss her sacred chance to go a consecrated martyr, The girl with the weight of the world in her hands. I wonder which saint that lives inside a bead will grant her consolation when she counts upon her need It makes us all angry though we feign to care But who will be the scale to weigh the cross she has to bear, The girl with the weight of the world in her hands. "Is the gla** half-full or empty?" I ask her as I fill it She said it doesn't really matter, pretty soon you're bound to spill it. With the half logic language of the sermon she delivers And the way she smiles so knowingly at me gives me the shivers I pull the blanket higher when I'm finally safe at home And she'll take a hundred with her, but she always sleeps alone, The girl with the weight of the world in her hands.