Strange Mercy

Oh little one I know  
you've been tired for a long long time  
And oh little one I  
ain't been around a little while  
But when you see me wait  
Oh little one your Hemingway jawline  
looks just like his  
Our father in exile  
For God only knows how many years  
But when you see him wait
through double pain  
I'll be with you lost boys  
Sneaking out where the shivers  
won't find you  
Oh little one I'd tell you  
good news that I don't believe  
If it would help you sleep  
Strange mercy  
If I ever meet that dirty policeman  
who roughed you up  
No I don't know what  
If I ever meet that dirty policeman  
who roughed you up  
I'll be with you lost boys
Sneaking out where the shivers
won't find you