Track Three

Hot on the end again

Where you're friends want you to pretend

That everything is fine, that their baby's alright

Drag another line from the day through the night



But don't you realize you wear it like the chain

And when you want to try to fix it it remains

But every season cries like a rain in early spring

How wind can seem sing to empty tree and golden leaves that paint the ground

Sunlight all around, it seems to cry

Yeah, every season cries



Sitting alone in the den

We'll read the magazines, reading every word you can

A word can cut the knife but leave you wanting more

The sweat around the eyes, the hunter at your door

Can leave you wanting more or throw you to the floor

Marionette Lenore wants a word with you, both hot on the end again

A fast and lonely friend to lick the wounds, a friend to lick the wounds

Yeah



Everything's beautiful down where you're heart's alone

Down where the feeling's strong, down where the water's cold

Yeah



Hot on the end again

Don't you realize

That everybody's fine and that isn't quite a lie



Everything's beautiful down where you're heart's alone

Down where the feeling's strong, down where the water's cold

Yeah



Yeah