.
I look at the sky
I see an airplane as it flies
Is this the way they said Jesus came?
Gone through St Louis
Gone straightaway
And I hear the winter will cut you quick
If tears were liquor I’d have drunk myself sick
.
Woman, are you home?
A house of cards, a frame of bones
Here I am earthly bound
Said Hallelujah I’m going down
And the river Jordan is deep and wide
I think I see forever across on the other side
.
I look at the sky
I see a nightbird as it flies
Over the old bent cherry trees
Shivering in a row
Down here the winter will cut you quick
These tears are liquor and I’ve drunk myself sick
.

And the dead of winter will cut you quick
These tears are liquor and I’ve drunk myself sick
.