i won't go anywhere   if not without you    and i won't tell them anything at all if your not around    out here all caught up in life    out here without you    out here in the last days of our youth trying not to fall       in a home here, in a home here, in a home here all by herself    a home without you    an old pipe sits there on the shelf    hollow and cold    and they've emptied the big white house and piled your things in the driveway    an old mandol   in a broken down train set town and no reason to hang around       and in these photographs on the front porch    does everything work out    in this winter scene    tell me everything works out    in that last memory       William walks in the open air    and will now forever and our old ghosts go with him there    down the old roads    and i won't go anywhere if not without you    even though i've been moving since you've been gone but can't seem to move on.