Give me your hand

the dog in the garden row is covered in mud

and dragging your mother's clothes

cinder and smoke

the snake in the basement

found the juniper shade

the farmhouse is burning down



Give me your hand

and take what you will tonight, I'll give it as fast

and high as the flame will rise

cinder and smoke

some whispers around the trees,

the juniper bends

as if you were listening



Give me your hand

your mother is drunk as all the firemen shake

a photo from father's arms

cinder and smoke

you'll ask me to pray for rain

with ash in your mouth

you'll ask it to burn again