My friend, she refers to people as nightmares
But me, I never dream
But when she drowned in the bathroom, all the nightmares arrived
I was the first one on the scene
The smell of sage in the air, the smoke in the kitchen
Was hanging there like a scar
Yeah, the piercing was gone, but the pain lingers on
The spirits run but they don’t get too far
So light a match, try to fire me up
I bought her clover charms and I gave her my love
And I soldered a locket and I tried to walk
It’s so hard to fall from above
Well she left me her fortune, but diamonds mean nothing
When money is all that you’ve got
So I think of her fondly and kneel by the graveside
Where flowers look lonely in pots
Schizophrenics have memories of false sounds and visions
Of hauntings by sorry old ghosts
Sobbing voices and shouting, unwashed tattered clothes
It was the house that suffered the most
So I build a bridge just to get off the ground
I stole her tattered coat from the old lost and found
And I wore it around like it still held the sound
Of her voice when we talked on the phone
So I Marvell at marble, sing to my coy mistress
That she should if she pleases refuse
To join me on earth, fuck the comfort of dirt
For lady, who deserves this state?
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