Marriage Tree - Kristin Hersh

Like an old man in a dress

Treat me like a 12-year-old man

No more hearts

Don’t know what 20 is

Don’t know where the tree stands

Only follow these hands

At midnight I reach for the blind

Toward your head, but don’t touch it

I’ll wish I had but when I’m dead

At midnight I hit your song

It sings again

Don’t know what age is

Don’t know where the tree stands

I only follow these hands

I couldn’t make you crazy if I tried

We’ve been swinging around the tree

For how long now?

Maybe she wants to be cared for

Stay home a month here, a month there

Maybe take to their open roads

Maybe take to their open roads

Maybe take to their open roads

At the marriage tree, the marriage

At the marriage tree