All your friends used to say you came from east of Eden
Anyone who beat you got the bigger beating
Incense and pepermints never covered up a wasted day
Where have you been since you've been gone
Waiting for the 43
I've been dreaming you everwhere
Walking away from me
So now you live on the street they call the land of plenty
Nobody there lives past the age of five and twenty
Round bags and clean painted rusty little flowers on a stick
Where have you been since you've been gone
Waiting for the 43
I've been dreaming you everwhere
Walking away from me
From me
No I won't be there
Not in the ??unintelligible??
Not in a box
Where you put all my letters to sleep
You'll do what everyone does
You'll heed your dream and you'll say
The same things that everyone says
And when you think of me
You'll think about that babe
That tries to remember me
And when you think of me
You'll think about that babe
Who tries to remember me
