The News About William

4 in the morning the sidewalk's asleep Dogs on the porch, Spiders on the leaf Shipwrecked by night sailing through days Nobody noticed the slipping away Connecting the dots with thorns in his side Boarded up the Windows with pain and with pride The music box broken that once was his soul Its sad little song spinning out of control Then came the storm that washed the roads out Closed both his eyes and pointed straight south Second line drums marched into the sea While the clouds overhead cried "mutiny" They parted for Cathy and her bitter news As her words fail and the sky grew dim Recalled how close to that exit I've been Ours not to reply, ours not to reason why The news about William The lifeline retreats Desire for release The thorns in his side