Wynona

Wynona, I saw you clutchin' tree tops

Sharing your body with the sky

I saw you giving lessons to an actress

As I waited in the next room

For the small of the back of your neck

Wynona, when I close my eyes I can open them onto you

Wynona, I worship your wind

I honor your shadow

Our distance is a mess

As your hands are modest, as your face is velvet

As our heart is imagined

So don't wake me, don't wake me

Oh, Wynona, when I'm dreaming

My rivers flow to your sea