Cautious Lovers Songtext
von Jeff Beadle

The slender wooden matchstick slid underneath my door
And the flame that it was bearing carried hunger, carried warmth
As it rolled into the petrol I picked myself up off the floor
He sends his honey letters from the woods
His whole damn family swept out with the floods
As a hard, hard people live a hard, hard truth etched in their blood
And it′s worn upon their faces like leather

Slept with a gun close to my heart
That sacred oath we took two years apart
And when I go to hold you
My naked mind begins to boil


Her name is Sandy, Sandy's confused
About the waves upon the oceans and what lit the fuse
About love and luck and gods and sex and sin
We built this house it seems a lifetime ago
In a pretty little neighborhood on a well-heeled road
But behind the doors and the locks and the grins
She′s divorcing me
And the skin upon my face looking weathered

I'd call you up, I'd even beg
I sat and waited for that flag to be raised
And the worst part is I saw you out with another man
Because we′re married people, married people
We′re married people, married
We're married people, cautious lovers
A tragic book ′til we're buried
We′re married people, married
So don't let down your guard

In the void between paces, pockets, and things left undone
I will become, I will become the river I′m on
When the cold rain washes the thirst from my tongue
I will become, I will become the mountain I'm on

And with the acres and the acres of land that I walked
I will become, I will become the earth and the sun