Azalea Flower - Karine Polwart

There’s a whisper at the window 
And I don’t know what it is 
Maybe it’s the sound of the wind in the azaleas 

Matt’s away on business 
And he calls me on the phone 
But it’s hard to get to sleep at night when I’m alone 

I pull the sheets around me 
And I hear that sound again 
Maybe it’s the sound of the wind in the azaleas 

And when I was young I used to leave a note upon my bed 
And it said “Dear Mister Robber Man 
Don’t shoot me and my sister dead” 

I double locked the door downstairs 
I do the same each night 
And I turned out the light 
I turned out the light 
I’m sure I turned out the light 

All the lights are on at number 5 
They’ve been on for days and days 
It’s the middle of the afternoon in August 

Billy Marshall checks the porch 
Sees the mail has not been read 
And someone’s cut off all the azalea heads 

Matt’s on television 
and he’s looking quite distressed 
He says he cannot understand 
The kind of man who would’ve done this 

He says he didn’t call on Tuesday 
‘Cause he was working long hours 
And now she’s lying 
Now she’s lying 
Now she’s lying like the azalea flowers