Smoke through the window in the afternoon
White wash fences in your green, green room
There were rooftops for miles
miles had shadows,
and the people beneath all started to cry

It’s only a body,
a precious young body,
a mind 'round the finger of a sleeping body
Oh, why

Are you crazy? Did you go crazy?
Well you might be crazy
You were a friend of mine

You should have run run run away
You should have run run run away from home

Somebody's calling in the dead of winter
Somebody's calling with a mouth like a flower
Somebody's knotted a necklace of bibles
Somebody's calling
Somebody's calling for you

Somebody's briefcase is as tall as a tower,
and the person who greets them is a lithium blur,
and the edges have ripples,
and they ripple four hours,
and the hours recede without acknowledging you

You DUI young suicide
You murdered youth
You blue eye, blue eye

Did a powder of words dust your lips?
Did it cling to the tops of your fingertips?
Oh, why?

You should have run run run away
You should have run run run away from home

Did we leave you with a vulturous family
in the white carpet land of American dreams?