There are things I'd never say
To a perfect stranger
Like the last time
Oh, never mind
Buried beneath a tree
And mingled with the dust
I keep my love
While grass-stained children play above
And I bet you thought I'd say
And I know you thought I'd say
But hold on to that thought
And these words I sing
They're all we've got
For the time being
And dig with me
As the music continues
Like Orpheus stepping
Across the flowing Styx
Maybe then
Maybe then
Maybe then we will find
Maybe then we are found