This Is Deer Country haw and bray

How's the air filled with humming?
Relentlessly buzzing?
Smelling like honey here, oppressively green
here I am tremblin' and terrified
weeping and hazy eyed
while the wind comes rushing down to meet me
cowering in my doorway
frantic and fearing a new day
but too frightened to leave the step leave my home leave my
baby you're mine,
I say it all the time
but next to words these actions seem inept and unclear
and we haw and we bray
mouths dusty with hay
we asses, we infants, we ignorant animal minds
mindless still am I
still stubborn and slight
still willful as the day I was made, I was born
born a wretch, born alone
some small writhing form
likened to a stone thrown and tumbling through the water
water so deep, so soothing, so sweet
like the neverending sleep
we're all rushing to try
oh Evangeline, am I wasting my time?
what god do you know now
worth relieving my mind
baby you're mine
I say it all the time