"Marriage Tree"
(written by Kristin
Hersh)
Like an old man in a
dress
Treat me like a twelve
year old man
No more hearts
Don't know what twenty is
Don't know where the tree stands
Only follow these hands
At midnight I reach for
the blind
Toward your head, but
don't touch it
I wish I had, but when
I'm dead
At midnight I hit your
song
It sings again
Don't know what age is
Don't know where the
tree stands
I only follow these hands
I couldn't make you crazy if I tried
We've been swinging around the tree
For how long now, how?
Maybe she wants to be
cared for
Stay home a month here,
a month there
Maybe take to their open
roads
Maybe take
to their open roads
Maybe take to their open
roads
At the marriage tree,
the marriage
At the marriage tree
