she is trapped inside a month of grey

and they take a little every day

she is a victim of her own responses

shakeled to a heart that wants to settle

and then runs away

it's a sin to be fading endlessly

yeah, but she's alright with me



she is leaving on a walkaway

she is leaving in disarray

in the absence

of a place to be

she stands there looking back at me

hesitates, and then turns away

she'll change so suddenly

she's just like mercury

yeah, but she's alright with me



keep some sorrow in your

hearts and minds

for the things that die before thier time

for the restlessly abandoned homes

the tires and weary rambler's bones and stay beside me where i lie

she's entwined in me

crazy ans can be

yeah, but she's alright with me