Heroes would’ve fought for you And poets would’ve thought of you Had you lived back when they did those sorts of things And seeing as how I long for you I thought maybe I’d write a song or two for you If I could only say your name But I know you said you couldn’t But does that mean I shouldn’t tell you? Ladyland on that afternoon before your pulitzer eyes And those of a drunken lunatic Or maybe he was just in love Ladyland fell beneath our feet Not long after a waltz we wreathed As if it was a one-sided japanese love suicide As if it was a one-sided japanese love suicide As if it was a one-sided japanese…