I saw the lion on the elephant?s back
I heard your name in a book, saw your face in a map
And now I hear your name everywhere I go
But I'm the quiet wall, a quiet bed making blankets for the dead
How do you make up with a ghost
Who stopped the blood running from your nose?
The snow?s falling all down on the [Incomprehensible]
I thought that snow was here but what do I know?
The taste of your lips, the lead in your eyelids
The sea under the boat, my hands and your rain pours
And I choose to rock and forget the sailors blues today
I think I?ll sleep in this ghost town for a while if you don't mind
