The Last Three Human Words

i know how you feel

like your soul could use the rest

but you're not my girl anymore

you're a ghost in the west

and tonight you're gonna make it

down the black road alone

don't cry now

cause you're so much better off

you're none of what you were

but you're everything you lost

and whatever you got back after that

is worth whatever it cost

you can climb to the top of the wall

you can look down on it all

you can never tell what you saw

remember when you got here

how the bending willows hung

how your eyes stung from the mercury

and you found on your tongue

all the words to all the songs you were sure

only the night could have sung

and all the way down gospel street

a dead bird was hauling an ivory box

back from redemption

you just buried the last chance you got

and all the way down locust street

a black ox was hauling a white willow box

back from oblivion

he just dug up the last chance you got

he said the last three human words

were the same as the first three words

don't you ever wonder what they were?