Dear Billy

How are you? I hope you are well.

The flowers are blooming,

the plants I can't really tell.

I see by your letter

you have no intent to come home

so i'll take the kid and the house

and make out on my own.



Dear Billy,

I'm trying to say what I feel

but the feelings are wrapped up in pain

I hope you're enjoying whatever it is

you are doing in whoever's name.

Well the night it runs cold

and it chills to the soul

but you wouldn't know, what's the use?

It's all one to me, so go ahead and be free

After all you've got nothing to lose



I still go to school

and the kid she goes too

we're learning to silence the fears.

When no one is here

she calls me 'dear' and I wait for you

what else can i do?

No nothing has changed

it all stays the same.

we all remain ever faithful

but a little confused

except maybe you who threw the harpoon (?)

are you coming home soon?



Dear Billy

Please send my regards to your lady

I wish her well

and i hope that one day we will meet on the far side of hell

well the night's got the moon

and the writer his tune (?)

but i never had nothing except you

on the day that you die

we'll sing lullabies

in the hopes that you got yours too