Lyrics

the warming moon
came not a day too soon
the warming moon
cast a pale strawberry glow

open the shades
open the wine and call
the outsiders
a sight for sore eyes

The old woman
is young again
the ground has softened
the morning is bright
the larks have returned
the devils gone blind

we will sink
into a sea of pink
and aquamarine
the water is clean
so easy it seems
to begin

the warming moon
came not a day too soon
the wolves have moved deep into the wood
the day is good

in the capital cities
and the wide open range
the alter is built on the backs
with a heavy axe and scholars stacks
on railroad tracks by candle wax

spilled on the back
of an envelope
containing
a simple note
insulating
a great unknown