Still Life with Woodpecker

We can die by the minarets Sealed in a pyramid in a pack of Camel cigarettes Like the novel you read it in I'm filled with good lines that make all the girls cry So if we die by the minarets Sealed in a pyramid in a pack of Camel cigarettes On the day that you're wedding him I would have bet my life we wouldn't have made it alive When you stood with no crutch Now just like a crutch you can lean on us Like all those times that Seattle came close But then it sank like on the backs of a ghost You were giving up Cursed the outlaw heart We were sealed in a pyramid Break the walls apart Princess Leigh-Cheri You know it's free There's no string attached You can't take it back You can't set it off without a match How do you make love stay? And where does it go when it goes away? Can it ever come back? Can it ever set foot in this town after that? It don't adhere to no rules There may be lies and oaths and bonds and truths But all those thoughts you had of making it stay Is like a wager with a lie for some proof