Blue and blue and bluer still
She is awake & sees angels at her sill
The bird counts the time and hangs in the chill
Blind and blind and blinder still
The girl in the back swallows the daily thrill
She wraps her ache twice & hopes the world stands still
And oh, this heavy load
You can lay down with me
And oh, this heavy load
You can lay down with me
Strange and strange and stranger still
She prays and stays and grabs for one more year
White smoke for the new pope says there's nothing to fear
Cold and cold and colder still
She looks out the window, straight to Beacon Hill
And she will lie to purify this fear she can't distill
And oh, this heavy load
You can lay down with me
And oh, this heavy load
You can lay down with me
Is the rest of the story
Gonna be hard to spit out?
Is the rest of her body
Gonna be hard to make out?
Blue and blue and bluer still
She is awake & sees angels at her sill
The bird counts the time and hangs in the chill