Agamemnon

Oh my darlin Agamemnon, Agamemnon darlin dear There's no devil in the darkness like the monster that you fear How we toil now in the village to keep the wolves at bay In the salt flat and the scrap iron where the little children play And the night comes The night comes LIttle brother takes the branches, the tinder and the twine Spins the wood in his hands and he breathes out fire Barefoot as wild dogs, in the purslane we run Stick swords and wildflowers, chasing down the sun And the night comes The night comes Did she whisper to you softly? Did she call across the waves? Did she tell you she'd be faithful? Did she promise you she'd wait Til you come sailing home Til you come sailing home? When you sailed among the thousands Was it for country or for king? For the lover of another Was it for some rich man's scheme? Did they bury you in clover When your steel had gone to rust Did they watch the stars punch through you Like a sunbeam through the dust Oh my darlin Agamemnon, Agamemnon darlin dear There's no devil in the darkness like the monster that you fear