Oh, my good friend has an acumen
An ear pressed to the ground
And charts and graphs on a picket fence
You swore you'd heard some sound
Heard a sound
Oh, my good friend tells a story book
Da-da-ran-da-ran-dan
A wedding, baby bows
She's named her children and named her love
She came to let me know
Let me know
That you can see the signs and read the wall
And you can sell your land if market falls
But your hands are shaking, your tongue is tied
Oh, your thought is a reason, not a try
It's 16 months since you left my house
The frames lay in the drawer
And time goes by in a blaze of doubt
Ba-da-dum-ba-dum-bum
It's bad to let you know
Let you know
That all the love we waited for never came
Through all the pending sadness, the dark refrain
Now my hands are shaking, my tongue is pressed
Saying, "Take your love and take your rest."