Would You Rather a Crown or a Halo?

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I made a ring of marigold
In some place you never go
I left before the sun came up
Lost a button from my coat

I got cut up in tangled leaves
And found you on the ground
I asked you to your face
Would you rather have a halo or a crown?

I grew my beard out twice as long
I was milking goats
I cried so hard when I turned them loose
On some foreign northern coast

Inside I left on all the lights
To try and shake the night
I would have offered you a drink
But I broke that glass of wine

I lost my faith in Jesus Christ
But kept the Holy Ghost
You went to sea as the leaves came out
While I was the one to float

I spared the child of Abraham
You went up in smoke
A love song for a lesser god
Was the best I ever wrote

Your father was a matador
Who lived between the wars
And the red flags flew
And I stood there waiting for you

The river carried us along
You were right there by my side
And the wolves milk on our lips
Tasted like the melting of the snow

The rain falls on a summer's night
That evening you were born
As the wind drifts across those northern plains
I can hear the cannons roar

The Lion and the Unicorn
Caught in the Dragon’s Throat
And if these wall could speak
Would they tell us thing the rocks already know

Mother Mary pray for us
The stars have lost their light
Because I wished upon them all that I someday see
An arrow drift in flight

Were you the one just standing there
Upon the grassy knoll?
When I looked back there was nothing left
And it felt so long ago

And I wonder who you are

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from Hydrology, released October 17, 2016

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just sitting here waiting for the volcanoes. earthquakes. the cold, cold surf. the sunsets when the forests are burning. moonlight above the lava flows. at night. cigarette smoke slowly drifting away when the wind finally stops blowing. slackwater warm. between tennessee and ireland you're just treading water. between the devil and the deep green sea. from one savage shore to another. ... more

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