I Still Can't Find Her

Blow the dust Blow the dust off the family tree My Great Uncle Reginald was a master of carpentry The romance of the hammer and nail Won't be lost on me, Reggie But I still can't find her I still can't find her... Broken trust Within a locket on a silver chain My Mother's cousin Deborah, cheated on her husband Wayne Wayne's photo's been replaced by Bill And that seems a little harsh to me, Debbie But I still can't find her... Rotten pictures and trinkets in plastic bags Cannot tell the wheat from the chaff I found out about you from my dead Auntie Lucy Don't worry, you never will, you never ever will The key to the past isn't in the suitcase There's no wheat and there's no chaff There's just Lucy and Deborah, smiling from a photograph Cheating on a silver chain