Just Coming Into Where I Store My Hair

Just In The Rift Of Golden Brown

Opening Up A Hole Of Light

The Swallowing Epic As We Fuse

No Children That Sigh

Though Listening We Hear Them



So We Die

Who Has The Blues

Not I



Check Him In Another Day

And Stand Him In The New Way

You And Me Sister

Need To Hang On To A Bigger Day

Closer To Joining

Closer To Death

Clear The Streets For Us



See If They Have Any Water

In That House Down The Road

And I Will Wait Here For You

And Watch The Women Roll By

And If You Don't Come Back Soon

I'll Pass Out Right Here And Die



And So I Die

Who Has The Blues

Not I