June 18, 1976 Lyrics - Progress - Pedro The Lion

You were born in KC, Missouri to a girl who wasn't married 

After your birth she brought you to the nursery 

Kissed your head and told you not to worry 

And then quietly she turned and slipped away 

In the elevator her heart began to pound 

To the rooftop in her slippers and her gown 

On the edge, she took one last look around 

Then closed her eyes and pushed away 

Speeding toward the ground 

Through the air without a sound 

So gracefully 

Twelve flights down, nearly naked on the ground 

Skin and tragedy always attract a crowd 

So it was when the policeman came around 

He took more than fifty eyewitness accounts 

Each one in awe for they'd never seen a girl so sad and beautiful