nervous flicks on the lighter, boots

doves like antibodies

sails like fancy hats

think of yourself as wonderful

you're aching, just like that

you've been sad and you've been wondering

you've been tightly wound

you've been aching you've been suffering

ask yourself for what

if you can't think of anything good enough

then come around girl, come around

we're missin you in the pit

you're done in the trenches

you're done ridin fences

you're done with the desolate land

come where the milk and honey abounds

come where the palm leaves are green and dense

they will offer you shade my lady

no matter your bones or your pride

your head in your hands

your heart barely hanging on to your sleeve

but you're wonderful girl

please believe