Riverboat - Howlin' Rain

These are not thieves come to take your ruby ring

They are not ghosts with tales too long

It’s the sound of dancing of many legged things

That gather your tears from off the ground

Our home is a feast love moving from the land

We’re swaying swamp reeds in the sand

It’s a cold feeling that hangs about our bones

When we ride the death’s head waters like leaves

Take my arrow, the last one I got

Wait for the wind to take your shot

Maybe tomorrow you’ll leave another tombstone

Made of sand and moss

Here’s my teeth, mama, do you want them back

To tear the woven web and wires that bind you?

I killed a man and I’d kill a country full

To keep the rusted boat beneath your feet

Our days are numbered too but not outnumbered yet

While I see you laughing at the sun

The stars lay on your naked skin, the moon was on your breast

When a hail of arrows fell upon us

Take my shell of buckshot the last one I got

Wait for the wind and take your shot

Maybe tomorrow we’ll leave two sunken tombstones

With the silt and moss

Can you take aim at my enemies?

I can’t see them anymore

I will fire blindly into the trees and hope I hit someone’s god

Or three of some kind of ghost

These are our times, mama, made of blood and bone

Furious misfortune is upon us

We had a run of luck and ran it to the ground

It calls our lives from the darkness

I see you with burning eyes, burning with my tears

I hate, I hate to see your fear

I’ll leave a hundred bodies rotting in the sun

And when my final bullet flies I’ll be gone

I’ll be with my love upon the Styx river