Beneath Your TreeI could bleed, bleed, bleed for days
but my heart would still beat for you dear
Yet we carry on
like a storm
like we've no idea where we're coming from
But the rain will subside by the morning
I could drag my legs across the desert
Dark HorseOn the shore of the lake,
In the great upstate of New York,
Came the call of a loon.
Cold, cold, o'er a plume of smoke.
He spoke of the future.
He sang, "You, my friend, are alone, alone."
We live with the cockroach
HoovesBack to when I was born on a full moon,
I nearly split my mama in two,
And while she held me proud I had the thought:
"Well, there is no one more beautiful than you."
Ahhhhh ahhhhhhh
And you're the kindlin' still that burns below my heart,
And you're the hooves that lead me through the forest.
Ahhhhh ahhhhhhh
In Our TalonsAnd the warblers sing: deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet!
And the sparrows sing: deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet!
Through the wheels, through the wheels on the interstate,
And hear no refrain.
And the beetles creep (deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet!)
On the crippled trees, (deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet-deet!)
And they look down to where the soil must have been, wondering.
Northern LightsI don’t need from you a waterfall of careless praise
And I don’t need a trophy for all the games I played
But all I want is your eyes
In the morning as we wake for a short while
And I don’t need you to catch my wandering mind
And I don’t expect a southern girl to know the northern lights
And all I want is your eyes