There’s no mystery now / To what you don’t say
The fragrance on your skin / The sweetness on your tongue
Honeysuckle’s heroin / Like gospel songs after the sin
CHORUS: So goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye Huntington
Well, I miss you now / But I do not regret
To hate the father / And still love the man
Faded former beauty queens / Well connected to nothing of means
(CHORUS)
Born from light / And coal from below / Your children have left / But they never go
(CHORUS)(FIN)