THE STORM CAME AND TORE LEAVES DOWN
AND THE BRANCHES ACHED OUT LOUD
LIKE THEY WERE SCREAMING
ALL NIGHT THE WIND TOOK HOLD
AND SHOOK THIS HOLLOW HOUSE
AND WOKE THE DEMONS
AND I KNEW I WASN'T RIGHT IN THE HEAD
THE LETTER HADN'T COME
THE ONE YOU SENT BEFORE YOU HAD TO LEAVE ME
AND I'M NEVER GOING TO KNOW WHAT IT SAID
SOME THINGS ARE SECRETS PEOPLE DIE WITH
SOME THINGS ARE SECRETS PEOPLE DIE WITH
AT FIRST LIGHT A LONESOME BIRD
SANG A SONG OF BROODING PAIN
TO FAIN BELIEVING
AND I THOUGHT ABOUT THE WAY
WE LEARN TO CARRY ON THROUGH THE GRIEVING
AND THE LEAVES STILL CLING TO THE EVERGREENS