Dust cloud coming off an old dirt road
That leads up here to this little graveyard
Seven lights in a perfect row

Under each light is a police car

Just because you say it doesn´t make it true

You can say that I´m guilty man I just don´t care
You can burn my body black
Just don´t make me go back to Jackson Square


I met you on Decatur Street
With your little bare feet and your violin

I was walking by with my guitar in my hand
You smiled at me and I jumped right in


Before I knew it you were all I knew
Every moment together was an answered prayer
After a while we had some money saved up

And we rented a room over Jackson Square

Then one day everything changed

Your eyes got strange, you didn´t seem yourself
you´d go to tell a story and you´d start out fine
Halfway through it you´d be somewhere else


And I started having the strangest dream
I held a string and looked up in the air

And you were glowing with the strangest light
Drifting out of sight over Jackson Square


Life is something that you can´t control
When you try to hold onto it, it makes you let go
Things are not like they were before

I can hear her crying through the bathroom door

She says, she hears spirits all around the room

And they're telling her things that make her feel scared
I have no idea what to do
Before we're in over our heads in Jackson Square


I woke up with a weight on my chest
People were screaming on the street below

I reached for you, I was alone in the bed
Wind was blowing through an open window


Suddenly I was very old
In a little boat, absolutely nowhere
Staring at the side of the universe

And your tiny body down on Jackson Square

Now don´t tell me that there ain´t no end

There damn well is and it waits in the wings
I see you kneeling there at center stage
In your tiny cage made of angel wings


While I´m here every night
Loading my gun and trying not to go there

Anyone who says that life is clear
Has never seen a mirror or been to Jackson Square


Yeah, yeah, yeah