I’ll learn how to sew, you will cut my hair; I’ll give new life to our old clothes, they will stand repaired.
*** Our bodies stiffening in the winter air: as we lay listening, We both compared the traffic whispering and the static air. - But neither sound’s as comforting when there’s no one else there. ***
I’ll destroy the railroad: we can both stay there: Beneath the trees and chimney smoke, and the ocean’s air. I’ll learn how to sew, you will cut my hair; We’ll hammer boards over our windows and barricade the stairs - We can both hide in there (as the world comes undone).
Is dinner ready yet? Come and sit with me; I have laid our table set with possibilities. And when we have filled ourselves up with bread and beans: Lay your head onto my chest – we will sleep softly.