Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning   When you start to raise your head?   And does he sing to you incessantly   From the space between your bed and walls?      Does he walk around all day at school   With his feet inside your shoes?   Looking down every few steps   To pretend he walks with you      Oh, does he know that place below   Your neck that is your favorite to be touched?   And does he cry through broken sentences   That I love you far too much?      Does he lay awake listening to your breath?   Worried, you smoke too many cigarettes   Is he coughing now on a bathroom floor?   For every speck of tile there's   A thousand more you won't ever see   But you must hold inside yourself eternally      Well I drag your ghost across the country   And we plotted out my death   In every city, memories would whisper   Here is where you rest      I was determined in Chicago   But I dug my teeth into my knees   And I settled for a telephone   And sang into your machine      You are my sunshine   My only sunshine   You are my sunshine   My only sunshine      And I kissed a girl with a broken jaw   That her father gave to her   She had eyes bright enough   To burn me they reminded me of yours      And in a story told she was a little girl   In a red-rouge, sun-bruised field   And there were rows of ripe tomatoes   Where a secret was concealed      And it rose like thunder   Clapped under our hands   And it stretched for centuries   To a diary entry's end      Where I wrote   You make me happy, oh when skies are gray   You make me happy, oh when skies are gray   And gray, and gray      Well the clock's heart it hangs   Inside it's open chest with it's hands stretched   Towards the calendar hanging itself   But I will not weep for those dying days      For all the ones who've left   There's a few that stayed   And they found me here and pulled me   From the grass where I was laid