Calexico-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