Felt so holy as the candle
Burned down to the bar.
And she filled me
Like her voice filled the room.
Well my feet got sorta heavy,
And my tongue turned to lead.
She was gone
‘Fore I drank confident.
But Georgia,
Can you hear me?
I’ve been crawlin
Through the trees.
Through the pines,
Through the pines.
Won’t you whisper,
That you remember me.
Well I searched under rocks
For the bird who flew away.
If I caught her,
I don’t know what I would say.
Cause love don’t haunt the tavern
It’s not drunk on the balcony.
It don’t spill out
At 2AM
Into the street.
But Georgia,
Can you hear me?
I’ve been crawlin
Through the trees.
Through the pines,
Through the pines.
Won’t you whisper,
That you remember me.
I was a leash with no dog
Like a track with no train
Well I hung by my hood
Let the wind have its way
I was lifeless, useless, as a corpse with no grave.
An ascetic, with no pillar or pain
I was a, a shedded hair on a dead mare’s mane
And from her fingers
I dangled and danced along the stage.
Well I caught her
When I was taught in the yarn
And I yanked with all the strength in my arm
And she tumbled from the rafters And fell to me
So hard, to my arms.
But Georgia,
Can you hear me?
I’ve been callin
Across the sea.
Through the waves
To your breakwater.
Won’t you whisper
That you remember me.
When they seal you in oak
Throw dirt on your face
May a soft bark sapling
Sprout from thee.
May your bones turn to wool.
May your heart be a nest.
And warm the world
The way you warmed me.