Crooked Still Follow

Your lonesomeness I know

And your garden will not grow

You can weed it all you want, you’re still too slow

If it wasn’t for the sun, all the roses would’ve won

And you pin up on my blouse a blue ribbon

Your lonesomeness I know

It was mine not long ago

But I see it in your eyes, all dark with woe

‘Cause the stills have all run dry

Pretty women passed you by

They’re lying in a pile waiting to die

And what if I never gave you keys to the kingdom fine

And what if I never made you walk that crooked line

And what if my love was raging-then would you be mine?

‘Cause only half of what we know comes true in time

Half of what we know comes true

Your lonesomeness I see, but I know it’s not for me

And the mountains all have crumbled to the sea

And the mermaid finds you there, puts flowers in your hair

And thus begins your nautical affair

And what if I never gave you keys to the kingdom fine

And what if I never made you walk that crooked line

And what if my love was raging-then would you be mine?

‘Cause only half of what we know comes true in time

Half of what we know comes true

Your lonesomeness I feel

I can see it when we kneel at the altar where the ocean bites your heels

But the beach is turning black and the sand storm holds me back

And I lost you when you tumbled through the cracks

And what if I never gave you keys to the kingdom fine

And what if I never made you walk that crooked line

And what if my love was raging-then would you be mine?

‘Cause only half of what we know comes true in time
Half of what we know comes true in time
Half of what we know comes true in time

Only half of what we know comes true