Carrying Cathy

Her window was hung like a painting She worried it might come to life She stared for hours So obsessed was I and self-absorbed that I Didn't see that she was Crying There was always someone carrying There was always someone carrying Always someone's carrying Cathy There were times when I'd find myself saying that: "Friends, you don't understand" And she's different when it's just me and her, and I Closed the door and I tried to hang on and she Sank into the dark I was over my head There was always someone carrying There was always someone carrying Always someone's carrying Cathy We gave you everything You could have been anything We gave you everything You could have done anything But to imagine a fall With no one at all to catch you There'd always been someone Then one night she climbed into the picture frame Out in the frozen air And out of sight Woke up sad from this dream I've been having The last couple nights or so With her father and brothers we're all at the funeral Carrying a box through the rain Then somebody says that it's always been this way Always someone's carrying There was always someone carrying Always someone's carrying Cathy