God finds you in such places
Chaste at the bottom of a well
Foot upon the frame
Fever at the bedside
Desperate from a headwound

God finds you in such places
Tower seeking forward
Leaning in late hours
Fever at the bedside
In love in some other way

God finds you in such places

The night
The night does not begin
So, the night
The night cannot end

The night does not begin
So, the night cannot end

“Young man, you have no other
Dirt upon boot, smear upon face
Not yet unkind, not yet hungrier than before
Singing a younger song”
God finds you in such places
Keeper of rare bird agents
Always away for a reason
Fever at the bedside
Quicker, quicker you absorb

God finds you in such places

God finds you in such places
Tempest truly knows you
How you are never found
Fever at the bedside
Singing, singing sound

Young man, you sing
Your fever swings
Sing younger song
Your fever swings

Young man, you sing
Your fever swings
A younger song
Your fever swings

Your fever swings