Из альбома: Live at Music Hall of Williamsburg
She wasn't ever obliged
To lift me a buckle or rise
And once her eyes covered with flies
The pain she no longer disguised
Windows that I'm, terrorised in time
Never to ignite, there was once a time beside
It holds each one in light
'Til the market left dry
How long she's been by my side
But the rest of the table's retired