In the parking lot where I waited alone
A white bird sat sleeping on the broken pay phone
And up came a black beetle dragging off a green fly
Underneath a parked car and then out of sight
And I felt a dark eye turn its gaze upon me
As if the earth, the earth could see
A dark eye, a dark eye, a dark eye fell on me
In that parking lot where a prairie once grew
And through the tall grass, the buffalo flew
I heard something crying way down below
Where the sewer lines snake around Indian bones
In that parking lot, cars baked in the sun
And somewhere down the road, the pop of a gun
I watched a red ant crawl up my shin
And I felt so sad until it bit my skin
A dark eye, a dark eye, a dark eye fell on me
