No use knocking, mister
No lights in the window
Not much hope for Krista
Tonight, she sleeps in limbo
No love for this sister
No light through the concrete
Not much hope for Krista
When all she wants is a heartbeat
As you might expect, the rubberneck
The rapt allure
Will fade and grow with sun and snow
And with no cure
But it’s obvious the little trust
Will wane and wax with any facts
When all we ask for this small cause
Is reverence for who she was
credits
from All You Can Do is Burn,
released December 18, 2010
Saxophones by John "The Last Domino" Orr