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 for a little while But when you see me, wave 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, wave Through double pane 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 the dirty policeman who roughed you up No, I, I don't know what If I ever meet the dirty policeman who roughed you up I'll be with you, lost boys Sneaking out where the shivers won't find you --- Strange Mercy - St. Vincent