Her Disease Lyrics

Sat alone beneath the willow

And I asked her if she cared

All I heard was that low billow

Of the wind within her hair

Should I ask her how she feels, though

When all I hear her do is sigh?

Does she care to talk to me, no

Her eyes and ears are on the sky

She says "come and sit with me now

We'll share dreams and memories"

Sit on down and you can see how

The pain is painted in the trees

'Cuz all she sees is stones and leaves and broken bottles scattered by the stream

A lifetime of her tragedies that's haunted by the plague of manhood's scheme

And I'm just another bag of bones to get his thrills then throw it to the breeze

I'm just hoping that one peaceful night can be a remedy to her disease

Her disease

Her disease

Her disease

Her disease

Her disease

Her disease