Shayla worked in a factory <br />She wasn't history. She's just a number <br />One day she gets her final pay <br />And she goes far away <br />Green trees call to me <br />I am free but life is so cheap <br />Scenery is still outside of me <br />All alone, trapped by its beauty <br /><br />Shayla turned to run away <br />To leave in peace and end her stay <br />Years of fear were in her way <br />Lost in space and down she came <br /><br />Suddenly some subtle entity <br />Some cosmic energy brushed her like shadows <br />Down here we stop to wonder <br />Cars on the freeway. Bright lights and thunder<br />