Pale Rider Blues

I can only ride with you awhile No spring, no shade; stretching so many miles These shapes, formless, the names they may bring Go long, go long, the song that I sing I walked where I walked. I stood where I'll stand Kept no one apprised of any such plans And served these two masters: direction and will Go one to a cellar, go one to a still There being lack of prey to entice Goodnight, goodnight, we wouldn't think twice Sleep come swiftly and bring me details That I don't want to go blindly off on the rails She lowered her dark eyes as to question the ground Which shook not and it spoke not a sound Better to taste than not to taste But woe is well when wanting is waste Woe when wanting is waste Don't ask what I'm thinking and I'll tell you I know Someone whose time and thoughts are his own Those things I said when I backed up at the brink Were not for spite, despite what you think Don't hold the line if it don't feel right Tonight, tonight, the absence of light My home's a small one and I haven't the room For ones who say "Nay" and for ones who cry doom Blessed is he who has his selves aligned With hand that does as the heart had in mind Hearers will hear, seers will see And all around the rest of us be