Finely orchestrated, yet so cruel.
Does each of us have our own
the Manderley fancy dress ball?
We start out with innocent,
childish excitement -
yet, too soon, learn the hardest lesson of all -
feel the world becoming hostile,
and cruel. So very cruel.
Did all of us, at one time, long to have
a fancy dress ball, held "in our honour"?
Make the drummer announce me, Clarice.
You know, how they do.