Sanitarium
I dream of a figure in the rain
Like a nightmare in a bad thunderstorm
I see shadows in a bedroom window
Moving in a ghostly form
If heaven is an old love letter
Hell must be a sad and tormented mind
How can she still haunt me like a graveyard
Even after all this time
Chorus:
Oh mama are you coming
To see me today
I have some bad recollections
But I’ll be OK
Memories can’t chase you
Once you have buried them
Mama I’ve been digging holes
In this sanitarium
Her love was a field of betrayal
And my trust was as fertile as good earth
When I tried to take those crops to market
I found out what they were worth
They say what goes around comes around
I guess all my sorrow came around good
But you know I wouldn’t change a damn thing
Even if somehow I could
Chorus:
Oh mama are you coming
To see me today
I have some bad recollections
But I’ll be OK
Memories can’t chase you
Once you have buried them
Mama I’ve been digging holes
In this sanitarium
Bridge:
And all the holes I dig
Turn up so empty
Nothing in and nothing out
And these walls are so high
Mama please don’t cry
Chorus:
Oh mama are you coming
To see me today
I have some bad recollections
But I’ll be OK
Memories can’t chase you
Once you have buried them
Mama I’ve been digging holes
In this sanitarium
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