Dry Grass & Shadows

There are things that I've seen in my head while I'm sleeping in bed They do not wither in the morning light I'm taken back, oh I'm taken back to the dry grass and the shadows Thinking I'd like to look at your teeth lined up in perfect rows A maze of children feeding orchard trees Where the flat lands stretch inside your mouth And when you laugh all the star thistles stumble out The flat lands stretch inside your mouth And when you laugh all the star-thistles stumble out Strong spines of valley hills all overgrown in gold Look softer than a spool of old silk thread But if we walked down with our feet I'd be pulling spines and barbs and fox tails from your skin Oh, if we walked down with our feet I'd be pulling spines and barbs and fox tails from your skin There are things that I've seen in my head while I'm sleeping in bed They do not wither in the morning light I'm taken back, oh I'm taken back to the dry grass and the shadows I'm taken back, oh I'm taken back to the dry grass and the shadows