Hard Edges Lyrics - Little Victories - Chris Knight

Lisa used to love to dance 

Ever since she was ten years old 

Her bare feet raising dust on a yard 

Where the grass wouldn't grow 

Slowly spinning round and round 

To the music playing in her head 

Late at night it could almost drown out 

The whiskey on her old man's breath 

The wrecking yards and dingy bars 

And abandoned factories 

But down among the jagged souls 

A ballerina sways unseen 

Hard edges hide a tender heart 

Silent as a midnight prayer 

Hard edges hide the sweetest part 

Till you'd never know it's there 

Lisa's in a club downtown 

Where the neon burns till dawn 

She calls herself Tina now 

But she dances to the same old songs 

Slowly spinning round and round 

In the smoke and the smell of rye 

She takes off all her clothes 

So they don't see down in her eyes 

The scarlet rouge and blue tattoos 

Are only painted on 

But underneath the dark drumbeat 

A ballerina dances on 

Hard edges hide a tender heart 

Silent as a midnight prayer 

Hard edges hide the sweetest part 

Till you never know it's there