A new pilgrimage takes place A new solid rock I'm not very prolific But my friend's a clock I tried to let you down I was magnificent Nothing tastes like satin or silk cause All I have is lace
Now my apples are sour And I'm missing a flower But at least I've got the stem It's fire in the kiln
Liquor store of alcohol Lead me to die on the wall Another unimportant speck of carbon All he is Is sobbin'
Let the fruit of the garden Polish your life Won't you just trust the warning Please, please pardon If I'm a little boring My friend Dave And My brother Davey Both went to Navy Both died trying to save me
If you think you know me then Listen to the birds They will tell you everything That I can't with words