Orlando Weeks
No Kind Words / Bag of Bones, Part A
Dear friend of mine has
Broken his union
Broke from tradition
Broken his vision of the future

Alone, alone, alone
Not alone at all

Dear friend of mine is
Testing his body
Tempting disaster, testing water
With another's daughter

Alone, alone, alone
Not alone at all

Dear friend of mine
My ear is bending
I'm not helping, I'm not telling
I'm not solving, I'm not saying you're pretending

Alone, alone, alone
Not alone at all
Alone, alone, alone
Not alone at all
Dear friend of mine is
Helpless without helping
Healed without scab or scar
New union found him

Alone, alone, alone
Not alone at all

If you've got no kind words to say
You should say nothing more at all
If you've got no kind words to say
You should say nothing more at all

If you've got no kind words to say
Carry no weight
Let the weight carry you

If you've got no kind words to say
You should say nothing more at all