Possession Sound

Soak up the blood from the carpet
Wash what’s left of his head
But who’s gonna tend to you Margaret
Now that your husband’s dead?

Gather his hair for your locket
Sons in their trundle bed
He took his gun from his pocket
And saw to himself instead

Fare thee well, fare thee well, my angel
Fare thee well, they can’t hurt you now
Just rest your head
From whence we were wed
In sweet Possession Sound

Send my regards to my father
Goodnight to George and John
We’re meant to care for each other
Into the great beyond

And high as I held you above me
As sure as my words were true
I know that you never loved me
But still you pretended to

Fare thee well, fare thee well, my angel
Fare thee well, they can’t hurt you now
We’ll rest your head
From whence we were wed
In sweet Possession Sound

Fare thee well, fare thee well, my angel
Fare thee well, they can’t hurt you now
We’ll rest your head
From whence we were wed
In sweet Possession Sound

The rites were read and justice is dead
In sweet Possession Sound