Regarding Ascending the Stairs

I cannot think of that song with this music on

And I never want to go

Back to Arkansas

Even if you've gone from there

Even if you've gone

You handled me like an infant skull

And I cradled you like a newborn nightmare

And I always long, long to go back there:

Straight back down the hallway and up the stairs

To that bed, hmm

I asked the deer could the hunter she hear

Come a'creepin, creepin, creepin, creepin

I whispered in her ear so sweet and sincere

But she was already dead asleep

And the ground where she lay was red, sour and stained

And I kissed her, kissed her, kissed her, before I turned away

And I never want to go back there:

Down the path to the place

Where she lay, hmm

We can close our eyes and cry out to the darkness

That there is still this light in us

There is this fight to find right where we belong

This ribcage

It is a staircase, climb

Climb it to my iris, you can live there

You know who I am

You know who I am

I am your apple

So open up the book and read to me your favorite passage

And know that I will be right here and I will listen

I hear you and I have heard you for a thousand years