Текст песни I Know How You Got Old

Read the play in the spring

Thought a lot about God's role in suffering

And all...all of the millions of times.

I heard the news in July

Had no symptoms, only the reasons why

All...all of those lost, sacred rhymes were lies.

I had imagined it mattered which reasons to use

But winter brought nothing but all the bad news we could bear

Could hardly bear

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Felt you standing at every slow street I passed

And then...then I was standing alone.

I strained to think what you said

To remember the last couple lines you read

And grinned...grinned with the grace of a saint

I had imagined the best way to deal with the blow

We stood on the lawn and we sang in the snow

How I wanted God to know

I know how you got old.