Who left you so?
Who left you so?
Who left you so?
Striking a match for the keyhole dark as the evening late when he left you all alone
Turning to fade through the saw grass tall as the only love that you'll ever really know
Who left you so?
Who left you so?
Who left you so?
Praise is a gift for the fallen deer, you're an angry blade and you're brave but you're all alone
Turning a shade of an angel born in a bramble ditch when the doors of heaven closed

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