I don’t ever want to die
Do you know this arrow when it arches high
To meet the eagle in the sky?
The eagle flies using the river as a map
A small animal in its clasp / Alive and enjoying the ride
Is life a ride to ride / Or a story to shape and confide
Or chaos neatly denied?
Some people find the taste of Pilgrim guts to be too strong
Me I find I can’t get by without them for too long
Tear at the flesh tear at the bone
Of anyone who’ll tell you the known is unknown
Life ain’t confidential
It’s not / It isn’t and it ain’t
Confidential
Ride my arrow
Ride my arrow
The land I love is splitting in two / Again
And again and again and again
War muddies the river
And getting out we’re dirtier than getting in
Ride my arrow
Ride this arrow

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