I don’t think this woman ever grew
she’s a frozen ladder
you climb, on a full clear blue fall night
They killed them all, she knew
she’s a frozen dagger
you hold in your teeth
while your hands do the dance
To give without giving
to speak without saying
to love without loving
to kiss without kissing
To hear without hearing
to see without seeing
to part without parting
to dream without dreaming.
She wore pants under her dress
and inside a pocket
she wove the night air
and that look in your eyes
And I don’t think she ever ate a thing
she’s a barer
of birds a-flyn’
falling asleep on the wind