Heroes would’ve fought for you
And poets would’ve thought of you
Had you lived back when they did those sorts of things

Seeing as how i long for you
I thought maybe i’d write a song or two for you
If i could only say your name

Now i know you said you couldn’t
But does that mean i shouldn’t tell you

Ladyland died that afternoon
Before your pulitzer eyes and those of a drunken lunatic
Or maybe he was just in love

Ladyland fell beneath our feet
Not long after a waltz we wreathed
As if it was a one-sided Japanese love suicide