Faithful

Lyrics

He tells me that Joyce slept here He hands me the key with a smirk He even attempted to take the oath here Instead he did his best work And it's way windswept here The young trees end up all broken There in the bending of the old growth here The cold wind whispers the unspoken And the whispering is unending The very next year here I run into the same desk jerk He tells me Kafka slept here Only this time it doesn't work Me I was at the height of my powers There in the small of her neck Between her compassion and her prowess Her heart was the compass and knew When and where I'd wreck When and where I'd wreck If I'd stuck to what I know now I wouldn't have half what I forget You can paint me well tempted Then reinvent me by where I slept Remain reinvented and unkept The trouble with the seventh grave Is the struggle with the seventh brave No matter how hard you behave You can find the faithful Waiting on the seventh wave No matter how hard you behave You can find the faithful Waiting on the seventh wave You can find the faithful The faithful Waiting on the seventh wave