Song for Zula
My song these days - Some say love is a burning thing That it makes a fiery ring Oh but I know love as a fading thing Just as fickle as a feather in a stream See, honey, I saw love, You see it came to me It puts its face up to my face so I could see Yeah then I saw love disfigure me Into something I am not recognizing See the cage, it called. I said, come on in I will not open myself up this way again Nor lay my face to the soil, nor my teeth to the sand I will not lay like this for days now upon end You will not see me fall, nor see me struggle to stand To be acknowledged by some touch from his gnarled hands You see the cage it called. I said, come on in I will not open myself this way again. You see the moon is bright in that treetop night I see the shadows that we cast in the cold clean light I might fear I go and my heart is white And we race right out on the desert plains all night So honey I am now, some broken thing I do not lay in the dark waiting for day here Now my...