Gather wood against the weather Pile up stones against the sky String of lights like pearls between us And the heavens' blackest eye
And send that later boat for us
Turnin' over the dark Missouri Now that every new leaf I had
Moon's near empty, a swinging saber Keeping every prayer at bay At the throat of love for ransom From the dull approaching day
No fences stretch this far As one arrives and others go
Whores are dressed in fire and feathers Climb the bank through scrub and tinder Disappear where rabbits go
As we waited, smoked and laughed
Now that every new leaf I had is gone x3