the while that she wept She'd a gun by her bed And the letter he wrote From a dry, foundered boat. And the train track will take All the wounded ones home. And
When the men take me to the devil tree I will be free and shining like before Papa dont tell me what I should've done She's the one who begged me "Take
Will you say when I'm gone away "My lover came to me and we'd lay In rooms unfamiliar but until now" Will you say to them when I'm gone away "I loved
star white Small as a wishing well And Sodom, south Georgia Woke like a tree full of bees Buried in Christmas bows And a blanket of weeds Papa died Sunday and
And when you give me your clothes And when we?re lovers at last Fresh air, perfume in your nose There will be teeth in the grass And when you give
Some days her shape in the doorway Will speak to me A bird?s wing on the window Sometimes I?ll hear when she?s sleeping Her fever dream A language
Tonight we're the sea and the salty breeze The milk from your breast is on my lips And lovelier words from your mouth to me And salt in my sweat and fingertips
shortly Morning through the open doorway All us servants beg the master Ain't no knowing what he's after In a year of fallen angels Broken hands and
Waking before you I've got a fever and a childish wish for snow Seems like a long, long time since I spun you to this borrowed radio You pick a place
the road, the gravel And the thornbush in your path That burns a scented oil That I'll drip into your bath The water's there to warm you And the earth
Lo and behold he was standing under the welcome sign Naked the Judas in me Fell by the tracks but he lifted me high Kissing my head like a brother and
go out and see darling What shines tonight And temper your dream about the dying horse With traffic, noise, and light And somewhere the soft-handed boys, Bleeding hearts, and
Sleeping dog beside you You're a poem of mystery You're the prayer inside me Spoken words like moonlight You're the voice that I like Needlework and
garden we're it planting together Mother remember the night that the dog had her pups in the pantry Blood on the floor and the fleas in their paws And
you ran to wine When they made the new milk turn Jesus a friend in the better times Let your mother's Bible burn Freedom a fever you suffered through And
Crack of dawn the rooster moans Wake up boy you're far from home Serpentine the tracks in flames Longest path the devil laid Led you straight aboard this
Time and all you gave I was the jerk who preferred the sea To tussling in the waves Tugging your skirt singing please, please, please Now I see love
Found your mittens behind a box of pictures You would wear them before I brewed the tea That's one memory I can easily conjure Weary memory I can always