The sun was weak and the ice had hardened
By the river under Madison Street
THERE WAS WOOD, a wet label said Martin
In the snow right next to my feet
In the snow right next to my feet
I've found mail and I've picked up pictures
Walking in my dream in the dark
Once a hundred dollars in a filthy book of Scripture
Bought some brakes for my lover's old car
The night an unopened Marine Band Hohner
Rose up from a pile of dead leaves
I played it on the corner 'til I fell asleep and lost it
But oh he sounded so sweet
Oh he sounded so sweet
Possibly the sky was a flag of misfortune
Lowering itself to half mast
If only it was summer and I had not remembered
My hands around his neck as he passed
Possibly the sky was a flag of misfortune
Lowering itself to half mast
If only it was summer and I had not remembered
My hands around his neck as he passed
Once in a while I wake up and then I'm moving
Watching out the corner of my ear
I can't stop looking, there's forgotten songs playing
On the ground and I can taste 'em so clear
On the ground and I can taste 'em so clear
The sun was weak and the ice had hardened
By the river under Madison Street
THERE WAS WOOD, a wet label said Martin
In the snow right next to my feet
In the snow right next to my feet
Nazareth, PA