Widow's Grove

I met you in the saddle

Rode you in the dust

Held your hand to the heavens

Pulled your heart to the earth

There was something that blinded me

More than the mist

And the breath of the cottonwood

Buds lighter yet

And you rode the maypole

Of dance hall legs

And galloped to another's embrace

And I bit the flowers

From your wrist corsage

And you waltzed too slowly

Too slowly you waltzed

With that girl from Widow's Grove

Oh I'd follow you to the river

That washes out to the sea

Through the wind

Through the rain

Of a cold dark night

That's where I'll be

Near the breath of a swallow

Petals dropped as you fell

And you grabbed then shyly held me

Against the stone cold well

In your hand was a glass

You held the ice against the night

And it dripped and it sparkled

And I laughed a wish

Before it all slipped down the dark tunneled well

I heard it melt quietly and

I looked at you

Bent to the earth

With just one pleading wish

Your skirts brushed to the furious

Pounding

Oh I'd follow you to the river

That washes out to the sea

Through the wind

Through the rain

Of a cold dark night

That's where I'll be

I hid in the elm

And raised the bough

That hung even with your neck

And I chased you and drowned you

There deep in the well

And when your mouth was full and wet

I swallowed all your reckless fate

And with your last breath

You moaned too drunk to wake

Oh I'd follow you to the river

That washes out to the sea

Through the wind

Through the rain

Of a cold dark night

That's where I'll be

Through the wind

Through the rain

Of a cold dark night

That's where I'll be