She always weighed me down
But, afraid I might need her, I dragged her around
(It’s best to keep close sackcloth and ash in a whitewashed town)
She wore that phony smile on her face,
I guess like a bandage on a wounded place
While I kept the keys to every old lock just in case.
Rehearsed indifference tossed aside,
Our narrow arms spread wide,
“What unseen pen etched eternal things on the hearts of humankind -
But never let them in our minds?”
The clouds they brought a darkness
And a hard rain’s gonna fall
And all my laughter ends in emptiness
And a hard rain’s gonna fall.
My every medicine causes more illness
And a hard rain’s gonna fall
And until I let you go I didn’t know, you were never mine, you were never mine at all
But now I spend my days in ever-increasingly complicated ways
Convincing myself of the rightness of each word I say
