It was a given the road would be flooded out
how the drive past the chimneys
that spill out cigarette smoke like clouds
Drop me at the Greyhound to keep my thumb tied up tight
If you drive me to Sylvan
I'll pick up fireworks for Canada Day night
We can pull the trees if you fell 'em like this
Day says: toughen up or lighten up
or the wolves will eat you quick, lickety split
If you sing with your breathern
we will not count candles
we will not cast shadows
if given the choice of doubt
Mock at the thunder
hang on for dear life
and give no surrender
I would die with the season.
If you sit Shiva with me,
fire pot-shots from windows
with our Dad's .22's
The wind will tell you how the glacier howls and moves
catch you standing in Sunday clothes,
the piles of slash mean nothing to me
In want of a hollow tune,
the bark of the wild ones say for me:
I am strong; I am tougher than this
The way I saw it in the sorry of natural light
underneath me, I don't know which shadow is mine
I need more than my apron will hold
put a rooster on my gravestone,
I was born to set gasoline on
Mock at the thunder
hang on for dear life
and give no surrender
I would die with the season
but I don't walk the line
where I'm still the same
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