They’re singin’, ‘Deck the Halls’
But it’s not like Christmas at all
I remember when you were here
And all the fun we had last year

Sleight of hand and twist of fate
On a bed of nails she makes me wait
And I wait
Without you

Early morning, April four
Shot rings out in the Memphis sky
Free at last, they took your life
They could not take your pride

If I could throw this lifeless life-line to the wind.
Leave this heart of clay, see you walk, walk away
Into the night, and through the rain
Into the half light and through the flame.