A Sadness For Things

Lyrics

I have a sadness for things, yeah For houses with children, uh-huh Where no one sings For acres of wheat fields For cupboards of air For love being spoken And no one to care, oh oh The trains are empty And tables for one, uh-huh For books seldom opened And clocks that don't run For songs, songs forgotten And paths never crossed For wars that are fought, uh-huh And all that is lost, oh oh I have a sadness for things, yeah For Eleanor Rigby Whose phone never rings For intelligent parents They're sometimes, sometimes completely confused For words in the Bible Just said and never used, oh oh For old slickin' pieces And birds that can't fly Stray dogs and lost kittens Old people that cry For the tired and the weary With a little to show For those who don't listen And for those who don't know, oh oh I have a sadness for things, uh-huh For houses with children And nobody there to never sing, uh-huh For lonely, lonely girls Whose phone never rings