Still Life With Woodpecker

We can die by the minarets
Sealed in a pyramid in a pack of Camel cigarettes
Like the novel you read it in
I'm filled with good lines that make all the girls cry

So if we die by the minarets
Sealed in a pyramid in a pack of Camel cigarettes
On the day that you're wedding him
I would have bet my life we wouldn't have made it alive

When you stood with no crutch
Now just like a crutch you can lean on us
Like all those times that Seattle came close
But then it sank like on the backs of a ghost

You were giving up
Cursed the outlaw heart
We were sealed in a pyramid
Break the walls apart
Princess Leigh-Cheri
You know it's free
There's no string attached
You can't take it back
You can't set it off without a match

How do you make love stay?
And where does it go when it goes away?
Can it ever come back?
Can it ever set foot in this town after that?
It don't adhere to no rules
There may be lies and oaths and bonds and truths
But all those thoughts you had of making it stay
Is like a wager with a lie for some proof