Night of the Furies

I think my Grandma has a piece of land I'm supposed to take it when she's dead My Aunt Dianne has a lifetime right I'll have to tell her if she's still alive She's probably dead, but dead in a secret place From drugs, dirty murder, or some such thing

I was in a hurry when the lights went dim A sound like water banging walls and front door jams We carried all we loved to the upper floor I left one arm empty waiting for your voice I'm certain that it's true, though I hate to think my lover Never ma