Here in bed And our love's been fed The traffic sounds don't make it up the stairs I'm in a place Just beyond your face Where a small creak runs beneath the soft eye of the moon A mossy bed Is where my love is led Thirst quenched and city life unlearned It's hot in June And hotter in this room But I'm so near peace by the cool creek's gloom I remember pretty clear The year we spent up there And you my love flew higher than the sun I heard this from The raven's tongue About an eagle whose hunger came to town "He showed up there Had 'em all scared So hold onto peaceful boy and hold it when it comes" My quiet creek Your stormy cheeks The city lost on a Friday afternoon