The sliced up sun through my morning window Opens up my eyes to an empty room The taste of spider web dreams still fillin my mouth up Today is the shadow of yesterday's tomb A wingless bird crawlin on untrampled ground I pour myself out of bed and into the kitchen Black coffee to wash my throat down Mmmm Sad news sad news in the papers Last night Marie was shot cold by her man He said it was a case of too much lovin He said that only she could understand And I couldn't keep myself from cryin For loneliness can be so hard to kill Put on my jeans n went to see my mother She lives up on a cloud on blueberry hill And if you read these words tomorrow Please know that I did not mean no wrong I just had to go out for a while Cos life is brief and the road is long The cold breeze is blowin on my knees The sunshine is burnin up my eyes Tomorrow all life might cease Today I'm lookin for shadows in the sky The sliced up sun through my morning window Opens up my eyes to an empty womb The taste of spider web dreams still fillin my mouth up Today is the shadow of yesterday's tomb