let us linger
let us crawl
in the crush of the waves
betwixt bare channels
of aching oaks and mountain veins
my rain, my rain
where my woodsmoke and spirit meditate
in the narrows of you

let us linger
let us crawl
in the crush of the waves
betwixt bare channels
of aching oaks and mountain veins
my rain, my rain
where my woodsmoke and spirit meditate
in the narrows of you