The Wicked Messenger by The T.S. Eliot Appreciation Society Lyrics

I have called your name so much
I have walked through these hills too much in my head
I could learn how to spell your name
By trying, if I could only find the time, oh

I could learn not to be afraid
I could learn how to dig for your remains, oh
I could learn how to breathe when you’re gone
And I’m sane again
My lover, my child, my other

And so I left my wife in New York City
I made a couple of tapes to prove that I am still young
I wrote fifteen songs today;
Do you understand me when I say I’m lost?