Widow's Grove

I met you in the saddle
Rode you in the dust
Held your hand to the heavens
Pulled your heart to the earth
There was something that blinded me
More than the mist
And the breath of the cottonwood
Buds lighter yet
And you rode the maypole
Of dance hall legs
And galloped to another's embrace
And I bit the flowers
From your wrist corsage
And you waltzed too slowly
Too slowly you waltzed
With that girl from Widow's Grove
Oh I'd follow you to the river
That washes out to the sea
Through the wind
Through the rain
Of a cold dark night
That's where I'll be
Near the breath of a swallow
Petals dropped as you fell
And you grabbed then shyly held me
Against the stone cold well
In your hand was a glass
You held the ice against the night
And it dripped and it sparkled
And I laughed a wish
Before it all slipped down the dark tunneled well
I heard it melt quietly and
I looked at you
Bent to the earth
With just one pleading wish
Your skirts brushed to the furious
Pounding
Oh I'd follow you to the river
That washes out to the sea
Through the wind
Through the rain
Of a cold dark night
That's where I'll be
I hid in the elm
And raised the bough
That hung even with your neck
And I chased you and drowned you
There deep in the well
And when your mouth was full and wet
I swallowed all your reckless fate
And with your last breath
You moaned too drunk to wake
Oh I'd follow you to the river
That washes out to the sea
Through the wind
Through the rain
Of a cold dark night
That's where I'll be
Through the wind
Through the rain
Of a cold dark night
That's where I'll be