Arab - Railyards and Clovers Lyrics

This legless plan
It permeates my thoughts
This eyeless widow
Has tied me up in knots
My feckless friend
He asked her what she sees
And she told him something
That he won't tell me
This dying sow
Is brought to the pews
So we all gather round
And we all sing a tune
My swinging friend
He follows me around
And when i collapse
He picks me
Up from off the ground
I watch this kid
And he watches me
And i see in him
A duplicity
His fatal flaw
Was borrowed from me
And my greatest strength
Was born in loch rí
When we rowed to the marsh
And got to the side
And we were sent home
Carried under star light
I stood in the station
And i boiled with rage
And all along the flanges
Dotted clovers and sage