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Abigail, the shore is frozenOur tar trails have been bulldozin' downYour sharpened frownOnce had me possessedDo you recall the crippled summer?Your fam'ly all was in deep slumberAnd oh how I loved their waysWhen Leland's haze still lingeredOn my shadowYour brother he didn't have to dieYour mother she didn't have to cryYour father didn't have to ask whySummer was on your chestAs your eyes glowAll our drugstore lawns blew cool so fastThe mill was never built to lastThe tort'rous thrill of sweating grassIs this town's only sorrowedTrampled blanketAnd if I was branded to your foyerThrough passing carpenters and lawyersAgrarians and God's own soldiersSongtexteI would never make itDo you still dream of dangerous hotelsWrapped in glares and daffodil smellsWith your barefeet buried in weeds?I still dream of snarled backyardsAnd being chased through nighttime's discardsWhere my fence reddens, rusts, and bleedsAnd the curbs are haunted by the killersOf memories of your back pillarsWhere nothing wakens as it seemsAll our rooms are hopeful morningsLeft like tombs when nights are swarmingAnd branching feathers fan our dreamsAnd your star was the saddest symbolFlickered with your mother's thimblePitiful and sunsoaked soggyBeautiful inside the muggyAshamed of our bodies in the streamAh but Spring's dumbed voice is just like yoursAnd if I had a choice I'd do my choresAnd my work would dumbfoundThe restlessness found in youAnd no one else could understand the truthOf the soil burning back to youthIt's just something that we foundBut now it all thaws damp around youAnd the streets are dry and bare, but they're hummingThe rooftops where the air stops coming downTo listen for the soundOf the tests that surround youAbigailI said, "Abigal the shore is frozen!"Our tar trails, they're all bulldozen nowYour bygone sounds are cidada-bound,They're so shrilling, and night-smoke tarry,You should spill them into the starry,They are children, and no one's sorry. Aus Songtexte Mania