Martha Ann,
I don't know that I can
Understand just what you're goin' through
From where I stand
There is no light
That you and your man are walkin' to
And if the world is out on the brink
of the edge of everything that I have ever known
How could I even start to think
That the whole (hole?) of my life is just for show?


Martha Ann,
How can you fall asleep at night
Don't the end of this a-frighten you?
'Cause in my dreams, all the seams
They come apart and there is only darkness
But in the dark
Where is that spark
The little light that you can put your faith in
I only trust that everything will be all right
A choir of angels' light that you can bathe in
A choir of angels' light that you can bathe in