[00:00.00]The meadowlark and the chim-choo-ree and the sparrow
[00:12.03]Set to the sky in a flying spree, for the sport over the pharaoh
[00:23.81]A little while later the Pharisees dragged comb through the meadow
[00:35.03]Do you remember what they called up to you and me, in our window?
[00:47.33]There is a rusty light on the pines tonight
[00:52.46]Sun pouring wine, lord, or marrow
[00:57.10]Down into the bones of the birches
[01:01.17]And the spires of the churches
[01:04.34]Jutting out from the shadows
[01:10.02]The yoke, and the axe, and the old smokestacks and the bale and the barrow
[01:19.66]And everything sloped like it was dragged from a rope
[01:26.56]In the mouth of the south below
[01:32.39]We've seen those mountains kneeling, felten and grey
[01:41.70]We thought our very hearts would up and melt away
[01:52.04]From that snow in the nighttime
[01:57.41]Just going
[01:59.67]And going
[02:02.20]And the stirring of wind chimes
[02:07.33]In the morning
[02:09.46]In the morning
[02:12.55]Helps me find my way back in
[02:20.57]From the place where I have been
[02:30.25]And, Emily - I saw you last night by the river
[02:45.57]I dreamed you were skipping little stones across the surface of the water
[02:56.05]Frowning at the angle where they were lost, and slipped under forever
[03:03.73]In a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been breathing on a mirror
[03:11.52]Anyhow - I sat by your side, by the water
[03:19.77]You taught me the names of the stars overhead that I wrote down in my ledger
[03:27.89]Thoough all I knew of the rote universe were those Pleiades loosed in December
[03:35.18]I promised you I'd set them to verse so I'd always remember
[03:41.46]That the meteorite is a source of the light
[03:47.61]And the meteor's just what we see
[03:50.78]And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee
[03:58.21]And the meteorite's just what causes the light
[04:02.70]And the meteor's how it's perceived
[04:05.75]And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee
[04:13.06]You came and lay a cold compress upon the mess I'm in
[04:32.39]Threw the window wide and cried, "Amen! Amen! Amen!"
[04:43.90]The whole world stopped to hear you hollering
[04:54.90]You looked down and saw now what was happening
[05:05.44]The lines are fading in my kingdom
[05:14.90](Though I have never known the way to border them in)
[05:22.94]So the muddy mouths of baboons and sows and the grouse and the horse and the hen
[05:31.22]Grope at the gate of the looming lake that was once a tidy pen
[05:39.64]And the mail is late and the great estates are not lit from within
[05:47.20]The talk in town's becoming downright sickening
[05:55.05]In due time we will see the far butte lit by a flare
[06:04.05]I've seen your bravery, and I will follow you there
[06:12.47]And row through the nighttime
[06:17.08]So healthy
[06:19.51]Gone healthy all of a sudden
[06:22.03]In search of the midwife
[06:24.91]Who could help me
[06:27.01]Who could help me
[06:29.36]Help me find my way back in
[06:37.20]There are worries where I've been
[06:45.54]Say, say, say in the lee of the bay; don't be bothered
[06:59.58]Leave your troubles here where the tugboats shear the water from the water
[07:07.72](Flanked by furrows, curling back, like a match held up to a newspaper)
[07:14.07]Emily, they'll follow your lead by the letter
[07:22.87]And I make this claim, and I'm not ashamed to say I know you better
[07:30.84]What they've seen is just a beam of your sun that banishes winter
[07:37.75]Let us go! Though we know it's a hopeless endeavor
[07:45.42]The ties that bind, they are barbed and spined and hold us close forever
[07:53.36]Though there is nothing would help me come to grips with a sky that is gaping and yawning
[07:59.94]There is a song I woke with on my lips as you sailed your great ship towards the morning
[08:07.56]Come on home, the poppies are all grown knee-deep by now
[08:24.49]Blossoms all have fallen, and the pollen ruins the plow
[08:35.57]Peonies nod in the breeze and while they wetly bow
[08:47.99]With hydrocephalitic listlessness ants mop up-a their brow
[08:59.23]And everything with wings is restless, aimless, drunk and dour
[09:08.65]The butterflies and birds collide at hot, ungodly hours
[09:17.02]And my clay-colored motherlessness rangily reclines
[09:24.77]Come on home, now! All my bones are dolorous with vines
[09:32.17]Pa pointed out to me, for the hundredth time tonight
[09:42.26]The way the ladle leads to a dirt-red bullet of light
[09:51.03]Squint skyward and listen
[09:54.60]Loving him, we move within his borders
[10:00.59]Just asterisms in the stars' set order
[10:09.74]We could stand for a century
[10:13.60]Staring
[10:15.38]With our heads cocked
[10:17.82]In the broad daylight at this thing
[10:21.43]Joy
[10:23.65]Landlocked
[10:26.06]In bodies that don't keep
[10:29.82]Dumbstruck with the sweetness of being
[10:34.59]Until we don't be told
[10:38.67]Take this
[10:39.71]Eat this
[10:41.50]Told
[10:42.33]The meteorite is the source of the light
[10:45.52]And the meteor's just what we see
[10:48.35]And the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee
[10:56.48]And the meteorite's just what causes the light
[11:00.25]And the meteor's how it's perceived
[11:03.95]And the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee