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A hound bays in the distant dark
A whippoorwill takes flight
Jane is on another lark
Passing through the night
Like a fox that flees her cage, just because she can
Like a lady come of age, a woman with a plan

She comes and goes like summer rain
As flighty as a whooping crane
As restless as a weather vane
Wherefore Art Thou, Jane?

Going up or going down
Going fast and far
Up a hill or through a town
Or to a distant star
She’ll cut the string and take her fling
Or sit and watch the sky
Or turn her hand to any thing
Or kiss it all goodbye

She takes the ball and breaks the chain
Pours precaution down the drain
Bubbles over like champagne
Wherefore Art Thou, Jane?

In the land of midnight peril
On the shore of anywhere
That dreams fly free and feral
Oh, you will find Jane there
You might not find the words that rhyme
To make a perfect song
But if you find the time sometime
Jane might sing along

She comes and goes like summer rain
As flighty as a whooping crane
As restless as a weather vane
Wherefore Art Thou, Jane?

She’s fickle as financial gain
Sells trouble like an ad campaign
Takes the risk and risks the pain
Wherefore Art Thou, Jane?

Another hound bays in the night
And someone wonders why
Did a prowler come in sight
Or did Jane just pass by?
Like a fox that’s free of cage, like a Peter Pan
Like a lady come of age, a woman with a plan

She takes the ball and breaks the chain
Pours precaution down the drain
Bubbles over like champagne
Wherefore Art Thou, Jane?

She’s sweet and good and true and sane
Simple as a daisy chain
Sweeter still while raising cane
Wherefore Art Thou, Jane?

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