TAKE YOUR JAM OFF THE TABLE

Take your jam off the table And that foreign marmalade Take it all, if you are able And lay it in a lonesome grave * Lay it with the pictures You always used to save The pictures of your boyfriend And the faces that he made * I LEFT my door wide open Out into the ran I thought I could close it long ago But I've never been the same * Your eyes are young and lovely Yor rivers are shining blue Lately I've heard the stories They've been telling on you * None of them are true (these stories) None of them are true They're not sories of you * Take your eyes off the sunset That screams into the night Take your mind off those cigarettes You smoke with all your might * What the priest in the churches didn't tell you Or the headlines in the smoke Amid rumours of gossip and war From minds that have lost their hope * There's a place that's for you On that further shore You can end your lonesome journey to the truth Right by your kitchen door * Take your jam off the table Keep it set for two I'll put a light in your window I'll wait there for you. * (C)1990 by William Milne