Song For A Lover Of Long Ago
Ring on the barClinging water marksAny hints of what I hadBecause of what I became
Ring you are meShake the memory freeCan't squelch the molten soulCant chase away the hole
I have buried youEvery place I've beenYou keep ending upIn my shaking hands
Ring, sound the alarmThe sting my broken armThe faintest violinist buried in my gutThere are chances and choicesSometimes you just have to cut
I have buried youEvery place I've beenYou keep ending upIn my shaking hands
I have buried youEvery place I've beenYou keep ending upEvery place I am
I have buried youEvery place I've beenYou keep ending upIn my shaking hands
You keep ending upEvery place I've beenIn my shaking handsEvery place I am