Strange things
happening here
Right outside my door
shots ring out in the valley
Where has my youth gone?
II
There in the road
You see the dreams we had as children
There’s a boy over there
With gravel in his hair
Ghosts in his eyes
And the winter
Comes in
From the gap in the window
And the river slowly fills
The bucket under the sink
III
She says she doesn’t dream
But she’s been whispering in her sleep and we both know we’ve changed
IV
We can’t go back but oh, it won’t let go
Even after you grow old
Or did they forget to tell you?
V
and there’s a girl over there
She’s a silk question mark
She doesn’t double speak
But every beautiful thing comes from some kind of pain
And it’s a long hard fall
But walk with her a while
In her garden
She will carry you
And it’s the world in her eyes
It’s the electricity in her lips
She’s dark energy
She’s the space between the chords of the blues
Shes my rescue
She’s my rescue
Strange things happening here
She’s standing at my door 
