To the Tune of Famous Blue Raincoat

It's four in the morning, the end of December

I'm writing you now just to see if you're better

Serenity's cold, but I like where I'm living

There's music in Kaylee's Room all through the evening.

I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert

You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record.

Yes, and Jayne came by with a lock of your hair

He said that you gave it to him

That night that you planned to go clear

Did you ever go clear?

Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older

Your famous kimono was torn at the shoulder

You'd been to the station to meet every train

And you came home alone without even a name

And he treated my woman to a flake of his life

And when he came back you were nobody's wife.

Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth

One more thin gypsy thief

Well I see Jayne's awake --

He sends his regards.

And what can I tell you my lover, my killer

What can I possibly say?

I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you

I'm glad that you stood in my way.

If you ever come by here, for Jayne or for me

Your enemy is sleeping, and your lover is free.

Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from his eyes

I thought it was there for good so I never tried.

And Jayne came by with a lock of your hair

He said that you gave it to him

That night that you planned to go clear

-- Sincerely, Mal Reynolds