(2006 - from the CD "The Last Songs")
She says, “It’s easy to die”
He says, “It’s easier to talk about it”
She says, “Don’t ya gimme no jive”
He says, “There’s nothing left to give,
don’t doubt it”
Chorus: Our palms are easily red.
No words of comfort were said. Our minds
wandered away and Our feet provided
the clay and Our backs have a banana hue
and Our days we rue rue rue rue rue
Too late to beg
It’s all been said. There’s nothing left
but broken hearts and heads.
We failed the test, destroyed the best
We grew to be less, we grew to be less
We grew to be less, we grew to be less
And now we’re clinging to the Oh Oh
We’re clinging to the Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
And now we’re clinging to the Oh Oh
Oh Oh Oh clinging to the ledge
She says, “We don’t live, we don’t live,
we don’t live __ we just park somewhere”
He says, “We don’t give, we don’t give
we don’t give __ we just left our hearts
somewhere”
She fakes night after night
He’s on the take so that’s alright
Eyes tight shut, babies over their ears
Blind deaf dumb to the waterfall tears
(Chorus)
The dotted line doesn’t get in our hair
We just sign our names in the air
We’re clinging to the Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
We’re clinging to the Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh
Clinging to the ledge
She says, “You’ve nothing to say”
He says, “Perhaps we shouldn’t
talk about it” (ha ha ha)
She says, “I’m leaving today”
He says, “I’ve had a lot on my mind”
She says, “I doubt it”
(Chorus)
She says, “It’s easy to die”
He says, “It’s easier to talk about it”