Dumcane

Climbing up those church stairs Hanging out to a handrail In rhythm with those church bells Ringing like some angels You never did save a dance for me You always kept me in the wings Of some old burn field heart Waiting for the DJ to call my name Mouthful of apple Cotton in my cheeks Zipper for my legs I'm always dancing with my wrist We never did have much to say Always chewing up that dumcane But do not say anything at all Felt too insane So we talked about the rain Fight like a titan Swing with your eyes wide Your hand around it's stall All those words that you've thrown You never did put me in the rain You always kept me in the crowd Calling out, shouting your name Who's name they calling now? Oh, and they said, "Light" Climbing in the church bench I hung my head for them In rhythm with the beating Of an angel heart that sings If you decide to come my way Bring plenty that dumcane It's not to talk but just to hear And if you decide to come my way