Orpheus is playing the troubadour Singing his heartbreak songs The ones about eurydice The crowd cringes and yawns He's cut off all his guitar strings So he's standing up there alone Silence were there was once music While he sings into the microphone It's so hard being so close But still just out of reach To something in the darkness That the light won't let me keep She vanished sometime in the spring Most people thought she was dead Others say that they saw her Leaving on a midnight jet Now Orpheus act like he's holy Like grief has given him wings Searching the globe, looking for her Tears in his eyes while he sings It's so hard being so close But still just out of reach To something in the darkness That the light won't let me keep He found her one day in Morocco Living, breathing and well Out there writing a novel A memoir called My Life In Hell He begged her to follow him home Saying I've come here to save you She told him to go back alone Saying baby, it's over, I'm through The night that I left, I found you in bed With my old roommate Jane You were under the covers, giving her head So I walked out and boarded a plane It's so hard being so close But still just out of reach To something in the darkness That the light won't let me keep