7 Mary 3 Joliet Lyrics

Joliet Lyrics

Joliet, she says, is the darkest part of a man

 It's angry and slick

 Into her letters writes

 through herself each time

 she thinks of him

 

 Trips her way down south

 into mystery's mouth

 and he follows her there

 It's what she doesn't say

 that makes you want to stay

 and try to comfort her

 

 I talked to the cousins of people who knew you

 I asked them the questions they expected to hear

 Like maybe a killing went down in your town

 Maybe it's the prison

 or the birth of barbed wire

 

 Joliet, she says, is the darkest part of a man

 It's shaped like liberty's bell

 cracked and common law

 and stretched out over its flaws

 like an ink-less well

 

 The hanging judge in town

 records her comments down

 she saves the crowd the truth -

 and deals with it herself

 Fills that hollow well

 with nothing left to prove

 

 I talked to mountains and streams that pushed through there

 I talked to the trees that had no fruit to bear

 to the colorless people that sat there

 beneath her

 curled up, stared

 

 I talked to the cousins of people who knew you

 I asked them the questions they expected to hear

 Like maybe a killing went down in your town

 Maybe it's the prison

 or the birth of barbed wire

 

 Joliet