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Dear Emma

DEAR EMMA (J Neo Marvin)

If we could somehow reach back in time
And pull you forward
Drop you into this century
You’d still be ahead of your time
You’d still be unsatisfied
You’d still be ahead of your time
You’d still be unsatisfied.

We still talk about how free we are
Slave like horses
Dreaming about the big score
Cling to tradition
Kiss the shackles on our own wrists
While kings and bosses
Still get their way as always.

I’d love to welcome you
Roll out the carpet
Fill up the samovar
You can take the front room
Come out and have a look around
I’d love to hear what you’d have to say
But that’s impossible
We’ll have to find the words ourselves.

(If I can’t dance, I want no part of this
I want freedom, self-expression, beautiful radiant things
If I can’t dance, I want no part of this
Well actually, she never said this, but it’s a good line.)

© 2002 J Neo Marvin (BMI)