Sulphur climbs over William Penn
Couldn't bear to read the letters you sent
Quiet strikes only now and then
Once you've been had
She's a j**el in the back of my mind
I pull her out still from time to time
To recall that clearer, simpler side
Between Walt Whitman and The White Noise
Downtown at West and 4th
I got two nuns behind me, one's divorced
The other just kind of fell, of course
Now she's banking on eternity
All these things you drag around
Come and go until the deal goes down
Wild horses in my chest
Tomorrow knows you can only guess
Modern times more or less
Is the step you just took
Hey, kid, I know it's hard
All is asunder and torn apart
But come sunrise you can start
To undo what all's been did
All these things you drag around
Come and go until the deal goes down