When last I spoke to Carol I said: "I can't pretend it gets easier." She said: "I've hung on, I have edged Along this narrow ledge Since the day I was born in 1975."
When last I spoke to Carol I said: "I can't pretend I feel love for you." She said: "I've hammered a smile Across this pasty face of mine Since the day I was born in 1975."
When I said goodbye to Carol Black earth upon the casket fell She had faded to Something I always knew To the rescue Nobody ever comes