When last I spoke to Carol I said:
"I can't pretend it gets easier"
She said:
"I've hung on
I have edged around this narrow ledge
since the day I was born in 1975"

When last I spoke to Carol I said:
"I can't pretend
I feel love for you"
She said:
"I've hammered
a smile across this pasty face of mine
since the day I was born in 1975"

When I said goodbye to Carol
black earth upon the casket fell
She had faded to
something I always knew
To the rescue
nobody ever comes