Musing on Ecclesiastes probably...
He went on this morning
She left here last week
They both left somebody
No one caught the thief
A small frame of words
In the afternoon paper
A little for now
And nothing for later
No one has told them
They do not know
They leave no tracks when they go
They leave no tracks when they go
They leave no tracks when they go
I move like a ghost
Through the graveyards of night
And the smoke from the factories
It curls out of sight
And the wind hits the poplars
In some farmers field
Where nothing is growing
The land isn't healed
No one has told them
And they do not know
They leave no tracks when they go
They leave no tracks when they go
They leave no tracks when they go
Girls hang on the corner
As heavy as time
With eyes that stage whisper
"Ooh baby be mine"
But I'll find love some morning
When love comes for me
And my coffin is opened
And I am set free
No one has told me
And I do not know
I'll leave no tracks when I go
I'll leave no tracks when I go
I'll leave no tracks when I go...
Visible's 2001 album 'God in Country'
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