You returned the book unfinished about a girl with raven hair And a gentleman, her lover, who presented her a mare Which she rode across the country,
Louise only got from me innocent poetry Although she played to not listen But still I can hear myself speak as if no one else Ever could offer the same
Who left you so? Who left you so? Who left you so? Striking a match for the keyhole Dark as the evening laid When he left you all alone Turning to
Tell me baby tell me Are you still on the stoop Watching the windows close I've not seen seen you lately On the street, by the beach Or places we used
Call your boys now that the table's set and shining No one's seen any of them in many days Call your boys they shut a buzzard on a Chrysler And you
the sand When you gave me your soul for to marry Dum da dum, da da dum . . . The cicadas in tune ain?t too noisy for you But too fast, as the night eases in Like dark wine
Give me your hand The dog in the garden row is covered in mud And dragging your mother?s clothes Cinder and smoke The snake in the basement Found
Is there a race involved? You run and hide, you get two stars Last night two fat skinheads whistled at her But she sleeps it off A whiskey scent on her
Talk of yesterday and She will show her Brothers photographed In callous clothes. Say tommorow and She'll say come find me On a beach, and there will
Strength like a stone, a texture you know And sewn in your children's quilts you made Can you be meek, lowered and weak Possibly tired as to see Her
Magazines and paperbacks, the perfect rainy day Jenny's packed the car by now and probably on her way Rise and put the kettle on, this feeling calls
Give this stone to my brother Cuz we found it playing in the barnyard Many years ago Give this bone to my father He'll remember hunting in the hills
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
The postman passed me twice now, I have waited an hour Blue sky churning black now, needled rain with the power Of magnified abandon, soaking through
To my dearest forsaken Who the earth now has taken Empty, the bottle drains no more It is true that i loved you Despite the harm that i own you
Hey man Evening on the ground And there is no one else around So you will Blame me Blame me for the rocks and baby bones And broken lock on our garden
Daddy's ghost behind you 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
A fistful of roses ain?t the best thing I could do I called by the clothesline, and the fish pond Called out for you You want an urgent, bent-guitar
