There’s a mule deer at the edge of my property
Sniffing out the stars from where they hide in the stream
While you are away, I can feel your love passing over me
Like a bird in the night on its way to sleep

There’s a time we’re glad to be alive
And I don’t know when it’s coming again
Rising tides and the mythical wives
And the bars on the doors of the warrens
Men stand with guns at the edge
Of a lonely and terriblе fence

And evеry morning on the bus I watch the mountains rise
Brown eye of my joy and a bird in the nighttime

But I don’t own the river or the deer
I swallow lumps of long-gone years
Lay my head on a shoulder that shrugged me off
And I knew I was in the wrong
You don’t have to tell me twice, say the word, I’ll be gone

I said, I don’t want to ruin the night for you
You said, I don’t want to be there without you
He played finish line and you handed me a ribbon of the moon

Oh, I’ll live long, but never long enough to love you like I want to
There’s a time right before my very eyes
That we’ll spend our whole lives living
In their eyes, I’m a mythical wife
And in mine, I’m a beast of a burden
You crash through every fence
And you know the boy I am

And every morning on the bus I watch the mountains rise
New moon, closed wound, slow burn in the nighttime

The mountains all alight
A fire lowlands away, my dear
And an old friend was not is a friend anew
He once said, it is all around
You don’t have to chase it down, say the word, cuz we do

There’s a time and a place intertwined
I could spend my whole life chasing
But I’m alive, I am real and surprised
As a yolk in a broken casing
When I can’t see you, we imagine warmer times

Some morning on the bus we’ll hold each other tight
You’re the moon of my life, dear bird in the nighttime