goodbye lorraine
frank black
i met her in the mountains
though i lived down by the sea
but now it seems these mountains
are just way too high for me
she said we'll be witches
then there must be nakedness
i said you have no heart until
that aching fills your chest
but i can't explain it anymore
we help hands in the temple
but we had no wedding day
now she sends me perfumed letters
and i throw them all away
a friend showed me a picture
now i'm wondering where you are tonight
and i'm singing woe is me"