Cold Runway - Bombadil

If we fell in love in an aeroplane

Cabin pressure would you take my name

And the shame as we taxi down

The turbulence sounds good

On the cold runway

If we knew true love in the checkout aisle

Plastic bags and the clerk she smiles

And the miles through the parking lot

We are not a coupon for cheap love

Won’t you marry me marry me, please julie

Won’t you carry me carry me, please julie

The funeral cues me to bury my heart

If we called it quits over christmas dinner

Turkey’s burnt can you smell the winter

And the cinders just blacken the snow

Your footprints showed me that you just walked in circles

If we talked briefly on the telephone

My head drops as I listen for the tone

Take me home and my body’s shakin

Why’are you takin my dignity

A name upon a stone

Has gone and found a home in my heart

If we never met would it be ordinary

To think of you by the cemetery

As I carry my pick and shovel

The flowers huddle in circles round your feet

If we met again by the cemetery

Tombstone name oh won’t you marry

Won’t you marry me marry me please julie

Carry me carry me please julie

Bury me bury me please julie