Oh, Miss Tilly, I think you should know everyone’s missing you here —With your hair a mess in your outdated dressWhen Halston was all the rage back in your Chelsea Girl daysOh, Miss Tilly, I think you should know everyone’s missing you here —Your bright yellow walls and your pashmina shawlsCrystals, chimes and your moonflower vinesTinctures, teas and your secret remediesAnd your voice like Buffy Sainte MarieI just can’t believe that you’re goneThat you’ve gone so far awayOh, Miss Tilly, I think you should know everyonе’s missing you here —Fortune tеlling cards, prayer flags in the yardRilke poems and your stacks of Mother JonesYour feminist raves in your Didion shadesAnd your Zeppelin so loud and so proudHere’s to your days at the barricadesHere’s to the girls in the frayOh, how we wish you could stayBut you’re gone; you’ve gone so far awaySister Tilly, you go on without usSister Tilly, you don’t think about us nowEverything fades awaySister Tilly, you’re a superpowerSister Tilly, you’re a lotus flower nowEverything fades awaySister Tilly, you’re a constellationSister Tilly, you’re a white light vibration nowEverything fades awayNo craving for sensationNo want, and no temptation nowTears fall down like rainNo fear and no delusionNo doubt and no confusion nowTears fall down like rainThere’s nothing but the big foreverThere’s nothing but a sweet surrender now