Scratch Bring Her Home

Scratch the surface a little more

What's in store

More medicine

There's no fleas on you

Why should there be

She said

Old dog with no teeth

Laying on your bed

Fetching in the morning

Brought you down where the Gods have made you

Carve an image of all of them

Way back

To the first low growl

Moon high

Howling at the sky

Teeth bared

Its the first fire

Stay sharp

Don't you make a sound

Lift yourself up from your bed

Come walk with me my friend

For the last time

Send her home

To me

Bring her close

I'm not physically able

To see

Her faults

Lead on

This moment is forever

To me

She is

A solitary light

Burning into the night

Let her breathe

Give her space

Disappointing stars