Отсутствует (исполнитель: Неизвестен)
In an open field at dusk To footfalls, I awoke Marching ants across my temple zone Their feet had no intention They followed some magnetic draw Prisoners of their destination From the slats of the [bad word] (where once they did make rails) Old dad's peculiar songs He didn't know I was listening So he crowed out nice and long To the spiders and the lumber and the dust of his conquests and his hunger and his loss I heard his feet rejoice I heard him tap his cane As if he had his own revue On stage at the _____ I caught his words in my open mouth I gagged and choked and spit them out I heard him turn as he did hear My tiny heartbeat in his ear I was [bad word] Oh, I heard [bad word] Shrapnel spinning from his wheels The sounding arms rake for my heels I know then roll and hit my face And I said these magic words My dove is home Her breast is warm My dove is home And I said these magic words I've fallen down and out of the anthill for days My dove is home Her breast is warm My dove is home