Wake your sleepy head
We're coming in to land
Warp and weft again
I got undressed and missed your hands
I went round the bend
I tried to run, I couldn't stand
I watch the heron fly
And summer is over
The nights are grown cold
The old man is sleeping
He moved in down the hall
Holding with a hand
Loving low in your hunger
Taking care when it comes
Taking pain till it numbs
The gunshot rang the valley
It shivered in the trees
And the quiet was a heron
In a bag in the reeds
And summer is over
The nights are grown cold
The old man is sleeping
He moved in down the hall
And summer is over
They folded her bones
In a bag by the river
Where I stand alone
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