Tom Waits

Dot King was whittled from the bone of Cain
with a little drop of poison in the red, red blood
She need a way to turn around the bend
She said I want to walk away and start over again.
There are things I've done I can't erase
I want to look in the mirror, see another face
I said never would I do it again
I want to walk away, start over again.
No more rain
No more roses
On my way, shake my thirst in a cool, cool pond.
There is a (widower/whittler/winner) in every place
There is a heart that's beating in every page
The beginning of it starts at the end
When it's time to walk away and start over again.
Weather is murder at a hundred and three