Who was anywhere nearby    And when he was and Andy asked him things    He couldn't get him to reply       So Andy taught himself the things    That thought he might ought to know    And when he talks about the winter time    He says, "I understand the snow."       Andy left his small hometown    He went to college and he majored in art history    Now he lives in a canvas world    As a docent in a gallery       Andy speaks aesthetically    He can quantify the beautiful    But he can hardly feel inside    So he just does what's dutiful       July's tendency's to freeze    Whenever she's confronted    She's borne so many losses    That her senses have been blunted       She learned about death and dying    When she was only six years old    Since then every one she meets    Seems a little cold       She's tried to change herself    By being a good lover    But every time she finds someone good    He leaves her cause he says she smothers       She lost count a year ago    When she was living in West Virginia    The last one never even told her it was over, in fact    As he left, he said    "I got a ring I'm gonna send ya."       And I used to bathe in tears at night    Cause I felt like I was on my own    I used to think I would never be    Completely known       I used to hold on tightly    To the sorrows that I owned    But they were all I knew    They had run me through    And they had left me    All alone       I used to pray every day    That God would mend what's torn    Now I see the only way is to die...    To die...    Aand be reborn    I have finally found a way to live    In the presence of the Lord