singer, songwriter, rock 'n' roller
She lived on the flat Earth and kept her tears in a jar,
Her skin was the night sky painted with stars;
But the image broke up like a ghost in the air,
Dark as a raven as it flew up the stairs.
And her children are barefoot and they're old when they're young,
The light turns them scarlet like wild things they run;
A plateau under Heaven, the gameboard of God,
She steps to the curtain and then the signal is gone.
And she doesn't speak English and you don't speak Spanish,
The moment is perfect but you know it will vanish;
Somewhere it's tomorrow and that's where she's bound,
And the snow will blow over your tracks on the ground.
She lived on the flat Earth and you almost can feel
The pixels all dancing on Ezekiel's wheel.
Circling for water as time falls away,
She leaves you behind her as night leaves the day.
Where beneath the cell towers the coyotes cry,
She will walk to the neon on all fours in the night;
And God will exempt her when the towers all fail,
She will climb up the moonlight forgiving us all.
And she doesn't speak English and you don't speak Spanish.
The moment is perfect but you know it will vanish;
Somewhere it's tomorrow and that's where she's bound.
And the snow will blow over your tracks on the ground.