Lyrics: Cemetery Stout

the rain was on the grass and the wind left a letter
the morning was a wish and the dreams got better
the handles went backwards and the smoke curled a waltz
and the lazy conversations turned from true to false

the nicotine thumbs took the bulls by the reins
the shovels hit the rust with the passion of saints
boys became girls and the girls became tomorrow
and the clouds paid me back for whatever they had borrowed

matilda got the coat
and mikey got the hat
desmond's gone to the hospital
and he's never coming back

the high rises elsewhere expanded their boxes
we skipped out on the funeral to sleep with the foxes
a rifle of wood and a castle made of plastic
the night was a wish but the dreams got too drastic

everyone was preparing for yesterday's battle
a pint in the boot and a spike in the saddle
let's bury the laws and dig up the mugs
paint shadows on the windows and footprints on the rugs

matilda got the coat
and mikey got the hat
desmond's gone to the hospital
and he's never coming back

there's a battery in the bath and the animals are listening
the radio is out but the newspaper is whispering
put a trunk in the shelter and title it well
and no matter who begs you, don't ever tell
all the words got smaller because the troubles were brewing
put a target on the barn and quit whatever you're doing
take a moment with the cows and get a taste of the dead
one fed the words while the other one said...

that matilda got the coat
and mikey got the hat
desmond's gone to the hospital
and he's never coming back