Lucy in the shade of the dogwood blooms
Yesterday the solace of a poison fish
Tomorrow I'll be kissing on her blood red lips
The lovesong of the buzzard in the dogwood tree
With a train of horses laughing through the traffic line
And the cradle's unimaginative sense of time
A tattoo of a flower on a broken wrist
Lucy tells me jokingly to wipe her brow
With a pocket map to heaven and the sun goes down
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- White Tooth Man
- Lovesong Of The Buzzard
- House By The Sea
- Innocent Bones
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- Resurrection Fern
- Boy With A Coin
- The Devil Never Sleeps
- Peace Beneath The City