The Districts
On Our Parting, My Beloved
You will
Feel the fever leave you
You will
See the hairs lie down

When waking from a dream
In the first moments try to remember
With all of your might
And through all of your weakness
Paint the details down
As scripture
As unchangeable truth

You are blue eyes
Made of love
Yellow ring
Around the sun
Ring of you around me
You always seem to glow

You will
Feel the fever leave you
You will
See the hairs lie down

And on our parting, my beloved
As the hard world cranes
Its ugly heads
And the cows lay down in their pastures
And fate herself sings their songs
High and haunting

You are blue eyes
Bathed in light
Strip me bare in
The soft night
Oh how you undo me
Oh how you undo

You will
Feel the fever leave you
You will
See the hairs lie down