The Hole Is Wide (singer-songwriter \ new weird america, freak folk )
Flowers died a long time ago my friend And they're hanging on the wall With wax and thread
When you were young Did you think it would ever end? When you were young Did you think it would ever end?
Sylvia was a girl that I knew best And she wore the finest eyelid dress And she sits in her room painting golden moons And she sits in her room painting golden moons
Oh, what am I to do Without a man to see me through? Oh, what am I to do Without a man to see me through? [ Marissa Nadler Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ] I'm more than blue, I'm violet
Lyla met a man that she loved best And he died in a fiery crash
And the hole is wide The hole is wide, the hole is wide And the hole is wide The hole is wide, the hole is wide
Oh, what am I to do Without a man to see me through? Oh, what am I to do Without a man to see me through? I'm more than blue, I'm violet