By townes van zandt
Like silent she stands
Like laughter she falls
From a castle of sand
Like a memory she crawls
And the mockingbirds grieve
cause they cant make her cry
Theyll soon start to believe
That the lady has died
What it all goes to show
It aint my job to say
For who am I to know
Why shes actin this way
Once again turn away
If youre sure that its done
Tell your prophets to pray
Tell your bandits to run
Take your eyelids of stone
They wont do you no harm
Take your cross made of bones
Take your your fly-paper arms
And when everythings placed
In your coffin and go
Through a scarf round your face
cause the subway gets cold
Pack up your sunflower smile
And your bandana blues
Take your worthless denials
Theyre all youve got left to lose
Take your tinkerbell lies
And your weary desires
Take the tears in your eyes
Take your cup full of fire
Give your lover a call
If your legs start to fail
And hell come break your fall
With a bed full of nails
No need to glance back again
There aint nothin to see
Just this drunken old man
And this woman and me
And youve made it quite plain
That were just wastin time
And you say that it seems strange
That Im staying behind
But you dont worry bout me
I can make it alone
cause I got no place to be
And I aint far from home