Martha Wainwright - The Maker

My brother, my sister, my lover, my maker
Did someone here fa[d]e it, someone here fake it
Did someone here take it, someone here make it
Someone here steal it, someone here lease it

Under the table where we used to take it
The briar, the bracken, the ebb flow
The "Cold Shoulder" trilogy

I've been seen crossing
Somebody else's mind

So I'm dreaming, let's start at the endings
Of love & sex, it's a strange one, often a staged one
Oh, maybe we can get it on the run

The story is a new one, it's based on a re-run
You wouldn't have known it if I hadn't brought it up