For Richard Swift, for John and Bill

For every gift lifted far before its will

Judee and Smith, for Berman too

I've met the myth hanging heavy over you

I loved you long, you rose to go

Beneath you songs, perfect angels in the snow

So time to stage, forget reserve

The type of great coronation you deserve

I'm going out for a weekend

I'm gonna borrow a Martin or Gibson

With Either/Or and The Hex for my bookends

Carrying every text that you've given

I'm gonna swim for a week in

Warm American Water with dear friends

Swimming high on a lea in an Eden

Runnin' all of the leads you've been leaving

I'm overmatched (For Arthur Russell)

I'm half as wise (Duncan and Curtis)

If this is flat, brother I apologize (Jimi and David, for Nick and Otis)

No one alone (For Bell and Buckley)

Can leave the cave (Marvin and Adam)

And all you've loaned won't be kept inside a grave (For Arthur Russell)

(For Arthur Russell)

I'm gonna swim for a week in

Warm American Water with dear friends

Just intending that I will delight them

Swimming high on a lea in Eden

So I dream

Dream

So I dream

Dream

I'm gonna swim for a week in

Warm American Water with dear friends

Swimming high on a lea in an Eden

Runnin' all of the leads you've been leaving

And in your rarified air I feel sunblind

I'm looking up at you there, high in my mind

Only way that I made it for a long time

But I'm loud and alive singing you all night

Night

Warm American Water