"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
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