Among the things I promised
Under words and walking sticks
Were garden hoses, chesterfields
Beds and sheets and stuff
I sent a cotton comforter
And thoughts to bless your soul
All things real and true and kind
But in truth I longed for more
As love sank under view
The memories I knew
The good there was in you
And some that left me blue
All faded in the sun
Some things I never knew
Like how I loved to laugh
Were seeded in the grass
Instead I felt my heart break
As I itched to scratch the rash
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye again
There is nothing left to say
I never chose to find these things
Or end with you this way
