Wednesday The Third

Now as I lay by your side would you tell me why everything has to be lies Leaving everyone wondering when we'll all wind up dead to all we are within Wednesday the third was the night that you rambled alone in the frigid white light Like a leopard about to dig into trembling skin with wind whipping your shins Nobody came too soon Oh, haven't you heard the news? Our eyes are opening up to you Surprise! Now as I lean to the side I can see all the thought's that you're trying to hide Don't worry about the pets, they'll be safe at our address I've arranged for a ferry to France where you should relax Oh, haven't you heard the news? Surprise! Nobody came too soon Our eyes are opening up to you Nobody came too soon Surprise! You'll always be in Our eyes are opening up to you Our eyes are opening up to you You'll always be in You've left everyone wondering when we'll all wind up dead to all we are within Our eyes are opening up to you But now as the daisies die off and the wind scurries scarlet leaves like they were dust We can see somewhere off to the east a gaggle of geese are singing your goodbye Hear their sweetest lullaby Listen up to hear the sky will soon clear and you'll be the last one to wish for rain