מילים לשיר Esther – Phish

It was late one fall night at a fairground near town
When Esther first saw the Armenian man
Who groveled toward her and stood by her side
With a bucket that swung in his hand His grin stretched the folds of his pasty white cheeks
And his lips hurled a dollop of murk on the curb
And the lights from the rides showed a mischievous sparkle
That flashed in his hollow eyed stare He said "Little girl, you can chop off my legs
And then peel off my socks if you want to.
But I'd rather you took this old puppet from me And he stood looking down at the innocent girl
That I hold in my pail as we speak."
And she stared at the bucket bewildered
And a giant smile grew on his face
Til he lifted the doll for the young girl to see
She saw the doll's eyes and she couldn't resist
And she thanked the man quickly and ran to the church
And she burst through the door with puppet held high
And a hush filled the chapel, and the people looked mean Esther tried in vain to pacify the mob
Quibble grew to spat, to wrangle, then to brawl
The frenzied congregation struggled desperately to fetch
The pretty puppet snugly nestled deep in Esther's leather sack
Through the window of the church a storm began to rage
And Esther knew the time had come to flee She scurried down the aisle toward the doorway in the distance
But the wind was blowing harder
And out into the rainstorm where she felt she would be free
And her skirt began to billow
Until finally her feet began to lift and the chimneys
And she rose above the people and the houses
And Esther and the doll were set adrift
Floating higher over the hills, and the valleys and treetops
they'd flutter and glide
And dive through the clouds
Soaring and turning suspended on air
With the earth far below them they'd tumble And she began to plummet earthward till she
Landed in the nasty part of town She glanced about the village sure to find the evil men
Who rob and pillage in the darkest hour of night
Nervously she fumbled for the pouch that held the
Puppet on her rump. Feeling quite outnumbered Esther hid behind
Till the dawn
A nearby pile of lumber, where she waited
Cause it would have been a blunder to
Succumb to a hoodlum on the prowl When the morning came, she wandered through the streets
Along the chilly lake that lay beside the town
It was an angry mob of joggers coming up to knock her down
At last a peaceful moment, but she thought she heard a sound As Esther stood and shook her head
The joggers were approaching
And she knew she had no choice left but to swim
As the frosty water sank its bitter teeth into her hide
She tried to slide the heavy clothing from her skin Naked now she made her way toward the shore
And the puppet she'd forgotten wrapped its tiny
When suddenly she felt a tiny tugging at her toe.
Little arms around her ankle and wouldn't let her go.
The waves seemed to open and swallow her whole And the sound of the laughing old man filled her ears
As the doll pulled her down through the eerie green deep
And motionless sleepAs she drifted away to a tranquil.