all of your letters in me   my feet are swollen   from the trouble here   the trouble lately      we'll make it by the boatshed   we'll make it by the stream   and i hang my name   just for the record   all over me      but it's all been arranged   but it's all been arranged   pretty head down on my pillow   and i won't be this happy again      all of my sickness in you   i heard you stumbled   by the stranger here   the stranger lately   i met him at the main house   i met him on the street   and he hurled my name   with many fingers   all aimed at me      but it's all been arranged   but it's all been arranged   pretty head down on my pillow   and i won't be this happy again