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I had one chance to tell you I was worth it |
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As we stood between the graves in our town |
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And the dead folks sang their forgotten songs |
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As I watched your eyes stare at the ground |
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On the one hand, you're hoping I'm lying |
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On the other, you hope I'm a fool |
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And the wind blew all the leaves around |
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As you watched all our dreaming come true |
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Two sides of lonely |
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One is hot |
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One is duty |
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Two sides of lonely |
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One's in the grave |
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And the other should be |
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We were alone together in Brooklyn |
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And the midnight snow fell in the park |
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And the cold wind crashed through the trees above us |
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As we watched the frost freeze our dead hearts |
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Two sides of lonely |
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One is hot |
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One is duty |
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Two sides of lonely |
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One's in the grave |
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And the other should be |
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And the dead folks they hum |
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All the songs that you sung |
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In the grave you dug yourself |
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When we were young |
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And the dead folks they sway |
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Back and forth to the drum |
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Two sides of lonely |
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Laid to rest in their arms |
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You rock back and forth as the seasons |
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Change just like your mind in the dark |
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And the nights, they sleep and dream of me |
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And the love you let die |
