the cafe was closing and the air was darker than age Mary was fixing her order and her world had become like a cage
will you still see me on Sunday? will you wear that dress and look nice..? but you know that a question ain't a question when you got to ask it twice..
and the sparrows still play in the cornfields where we used to make love and you'd sing..
ain't it funny how something is nothing when nothing was once everything?
I drove down there around midnight past farms that seemed to be free
but I knew one day that I'd buy one and that would be the end of me
talk of music and college of dance halls lawyers and gown but it's hard to dance with a roughneck when a banker's hand owns town
she was getting tired of me my work, my car and my dark and I looked to the heavens for answers and saw nothing but stars and a lark
"I heard she married a doctor" my friend Dave did say later on
and I smiled like it meant nothing to me and got sick when I knew he was gone
now the sparrows still sing in the cornfields neath the mountains where she used to sing
aint it funny how something is nothing when nothing was once everything
Comments (7)
Rob
Hope you are well buddy,
Ru
Many thanks,
Ru
Greetings, Lily