Closer Now-Owls Of The Swamp
The alligator’s at my neck,
She’s telling me about sex and death,
And ties a black cord round my head,
I shut my eyes and sing instead,
Come in closer now,
Come in closer now,
I’ve made my peace with history,
The past lies where it needs to be,
And every scar contains a story,
Of circumstance and damaged glory,
Come in closer now,
Come in closer now…