Now that the evening is slowing
Now that the end's in sight
Honey, it's easier knowing what you'd do to me tonight

And lord, she found me just in time

Oh, your love is sunlight
Oh, your love is sunlight, oh

And they'd find us in a week
When the weather gets hot
After the insects have made their claim
I'd be home with you, I'd be home with you

And the stench of the sea and the absence of green
Are the death of all things that are seen and unseen

No shortage of sordid, no protest from me

When I was a child, I heard voices
Some would sing and some would scream

Babe
There's something tragic about you
Something so magic about you
Don't you agree?

She was told he would come this time
Without leaving so much as a feather behind
To enact, at last, the perfect plan
One more sweet boy to be butchered by man

Just a little hush, babe; my veins are busy
But my heart's in atrophy

Remember when you'd sing before we'd move to it?
And we'd scuff up our shoes, honey, the groove of it
Was whatever you choose

To be twisted by something
A shame without a sin
Like how she twisted the bog man
After she married him

Tell me
Tell me
Tell me, ah

A woman's voice
I quickly ran
Into the trees
With empty hands

I'd no idea on what ground I was founded
All of that goodness is going with you now

Remember when you'd sing just for the fuck of it?
Any joy it would bring, honey, the look of it
Was as sweet as the sound

You don't have to sing it nice, but honey sing it strong
At best, you'll find a little remedy
At worst, the world will sing along

It's not the waking, it's the rising
It is the grounding of a foot uncompromising
It's not forgoing of the lie
It's not the opening of eyes

Why were you digging? What did you bury?
Before those hands pulled me from the earth?

When I was a child, I heard voices
Some would sing and some would scream