In the Winter of your youth With a string tied 'round your tooth Your mother slammed the door Don't want to hear no more From the corner of your mouth As the truth came wandering out You longed for something else Than your life upon the shelf Out upon the open road you learned to say goodbye Such a lovely day to die And all these things I have seen within your two blue eyes In the silence of this town As the truth came wandering out Your neighbor slams his door Don't want to hear no more.