lillian lies to avoid awkward questions looks to the sky for intervention but she can t avoid judgemental compassion in the void she puts on her face makes it a brave one gets herself a seat on an interstate greyhound when everything s gone at least you ve got nothing that holds on she curls herself up rests her head on the window sees her face in the trees suspended in limbo when everything s gone at least you ve got nothing that holds on you re a stranger in a country town the kids all stare the cars slow down you didn t think you d be so dumb to just grab a hold of whatever came along houses slip by the cloud are so low the sky doesn t cover it swallows