Elliott Smith - A Silver Chain - Текст песни

sunny day
for a silver chain
and he sold the tracks to the train

but i hold the hat in my hand that fit my best ...(inaudible), broken easily

took the street from the purple lodge(?)
words too disturbing to go home

holding the needle in my hand above the silk beneath, broken easily

...(inaudible), dissipate to air and i got praying hands hanging from a 
silver chain

and i tell her that for(?) catastrophe, i cant explain
and i killed the steps to safety that i'd rather protect me
and the pain it just doesn't move