Saint Wax

saint wax
a friend told me a lie
before he did die
he said the moon would give us
his thin sad jewels
so i waited for the tide
and the moon in his hand
came a running to my side
with tears that smiled
fools like you are cutting me down
i said fools like you are cutting me down
(2x)
a friend told me a lie
before he did die
said ma wings are in a scrapyard
(on the east side)
so a took my legs-a-walking
twosome and searching
but the moon came a whistling
sweet dixie and i cried
fools like you are cutting me down
i said fools like you are cutting me down
(2x)
(inst)
a friend told me a lie
before he did die
see ma eyes are set in stone
numb and golden
so i carried myself
to the end of the lands
and the moon he gave me
a wound shot pie
fools like you are cutting me down
i said fools like you are cutting me down
(4x)
(inst + ‘fools’ ad lib)