Cathy

Cathy your mind is an overgrown vine

Not some spoke, in a constant wheel spinnin'

You made wine from the grapes, but the leaves went to waste

In the process of living

They have long since mistaken your numbness

For the grave, you've been sellin'

Puffy eyes when you cry try cucumbers

They're great, for the swellin'.

And you can believe when I say I will pray for you now,

And ill pray for myself an equal amount

We are leaves in the wind, not stakes in the ground

And Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about

Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about.

Cathy it's fading away, almost clean out of view

And the grass turned to hay where the soles of your shoes

Have trampled a path through your master plan, Cath

Im the last of them left, from a handful of old school friends.

And you can believe when I say I will pray for you now,

And ill pray for myself an equal amount

We are leaves in the wind, not stakes in the ground

And Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about

Oooh Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about.

Oooh Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about

Oooh Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about

Oooh Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about

Oooh Cathy you're a sad girl to sing about

Oh oh so sad, so sad.