Dying Star

When the mine collapsed
I was holding my brother’s hand
Though he couldn’t see my eyes
I knew that he would understand
Now I’m uptown
He’s underground
Why his wife wears his ring in public
I can’t say.
She likes me better anyway.
When the mountain lit up
You were drinking in your boss’s car
trying to write a letter
by the light of a dying star
I still see you there
with your perfect hair
crying in the telescope
and trying to say my name
you won’t ever be the same
And every day I feel
A little bit lighter
Throwin' off all these crimes
But as they’re putting me under
I’m starting to wonder
Where did I blow my foolish love’s thin dime?
It’s only time. It’s only time.