Shadows (feat. S.G. Goodman)

Flannel, flushed, between red oak stacks Thicket's full of fawn and clover traps Cornmeal rising high in cast iron pans Cattails catching all the copperheads Walk your way into the river Is it fever or surrender? Like a quilt handing out patterns Like shadows to measure Ripping pages from the book of Psalms Kettle's calling out a ransom song I shave your legs 'til the daylight's gone Slowly reaching for a little more Walk your way into the river Is it fever or surrender? Like a quilt handing out patterns Like shadows in attics What elsе do (What else do) I need to move (I need to movе) To make room? What else do (What else do) I need to lose (I need to lose) To make room? What else new (What else new) Could I choose (Could I choose) To make room? How else do (How else do) I use this broom (I use this broom) To make room? Leave this place just like you found it Posts of cedar, coils of wire Tangled up inside the briar Like shadows on fire