She opens her eyes And it is cold And she tries to cry But she feels too old And I have been over this before Now I walk between your hands Through the loneliest embrace Till the dregs are like an ether can
I push it aside just for For the mate of the space within it Replace the bedding for a fool’s So they can spit in it And chased it all amongst some doubt Where the deers go to be forgotten And placed all that I’ve become Into a place where it goes rotten…
Oh tear And throw this in on me, darlin’ Oh tear Tear this and throw it all over me Now put it all over me All over me
And push it down Just like a match Burn it out Watch the wood turn black Then I can hold you With my sin… I can console you Or help this hold? Is it easier now?
