Kicked over the soapbox
let the cross be driven to spall
Scraping my legs on sacahuista
my love is without parallel
I got a secret that you never can tell
The front lines are overhead
We've eloped on a trainwreck
when morning sweeps in
With the rye catching flaking paint
soaked up the gutter on the interstate
I waited til you never came

We're going all the way home
where mosquitoes rain down in the storms
I'm gonna polish your car with the feldspar from under the yard
I'm gonna polish your heart with the light from a long dead numinous star

They're dredging up the river on another run
looking for evidence that'll never come,
Jesus walked the waters of the Rio Grande
He said you better not be makin no plans

cause her feet stay warm, walking where the mantle rises up from the core
A cabaret scent in a sloe gin wind, akimbo charms, but very slightly bent

Meet me where the cities turn back into towns
Meet me where the avalanches cascade down
Meet me where the storms burl 20 miles high
Meet me where the hurricanes twirl through the night
Meet me where the lightning assuages the sky

Meet me downtown like a forgotten breed
Meet me at the shipyard inventing yr creed
Meet me on the roof with a bottle of steam
Meet me on the net beneath the trapeze
Meet me where calumny is a trifle to the breeze

Meet me in the ditch rolling stolen wheels
Meet me where the steering's coming down to feel
Meet me where the streets buckle & keel
Meet me morning after they served you your last meal
Meet me where the the quarry is our only stele