Annie, I love you But there's a hissing sound Like magnetic tape spun on reels beneath the ground Rolling gently, inscribed lamentations Softly whispered weapons of frustration Cold into my bones (Spine of iron soul of ivy) Restless body groans (Spine of iron soul of ivy) Return my old friend (Spine of iron soul of ivy) Omen of change you hath surfaced again Patterns left unbroken Arguments re-run Words that go unspoken Deeds Undone