In brown clown face, tattered paw, pine scraps Fish bones, home phone Dial broke, pocket sunk In brown paper sack, Face, head, eyes black Shadow tears, funny ears Bird mouth, crumble ash In black plastic bag, Wounded snakes, slaughtered skunk No grey flawless, dead deer Shocked eyes Open sky, velvet ropes VIP heavenward, waywardly staggered drunk Wounded stag, limp your way to paradise, limp your way to paradise Now I'm wondering if I close my eyes and I fall back in time If only I could remember you Your name on a tree your blood inside of me Your songs all unsung, your thoughts all unspun Where would you live, where would you dance How would you make love, who would be your dove If only I could remember you, if only, if only The fallen mirror bounces back Some of moon's gentle laugh Sudden echo, soft attack Mushrooms glittering on this path There's only one way to find out who dared slayed the deer Left the eyes for the flies, then retreated into the brown grass Bed of pine, needles prickling The smallest manger fit for girl kings Chicken bones and pervert winks Dime bags and plastic rings I still remember our first phone number They circle me with genders and colors flickering Like demons of diamonds of nothing, flickering I'm wondering if I'll close my eyes and fall back in time Could I remember, could I