Speaking in Cursive Songtext
von Paul Cauthen

Mama lost her mind back in ′89
Daddy went broke, fell behind
Lost the house, lost it all
Six years old, nothing to eat
TV dinners and your cold, bare feet
She was on her own, all alone

Washed up in the wake, lying in bed with snakes
Speaking in cursive, nobody heard you cry
Ain't much left to say, so hard to walk away
Speaking in cursive, ain′t nobody heard you cry
So fly, broken angel
You'll heal in time, broken angel


All she knew was pain ringing in her brain
Mama got sick, passed away
Picked up a job at the local mall
Got into school, paid for it all
Riding up north with her best friends
Daydreaming 'bout deep in thе wood lens
Got a good heart
Yeah, shе′s got a good heart

Washed up in the wake, lying in bed with snakes
Speaking in cursive, nobody heard you cry
Ain′t much left to say, so hard to walk away
Speaking in cursive, ain't nobody heard you cry
Fly, broken angel
You′ll heal in time, broken angel

Fly, fly
Fly, fly
Fly, fly (fly, fly)

Dreaming in circles, going through the same hurt
Living in hell since you were just a baby girl
Oh, baby girl
You gotta know yourself, never ever quit yourself
Show 'em that you got ′em, that you never even gave one


Uh-uh, uh-uh
You never even gave one
Uh-uh, uh-uh
Oh, you never even gave one
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Speaking in cursive
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Keep speaking in cursive
Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh
Oh, yeah