Little Jackson

Way up Little Jackson
There’s a split in the stone
Where I lose myself to time
Is there more
than flesh and bone?
baby in the cold, cold snow
Only you me and the trees shall know
lay me in the cold, cold snow
forgive me Love, I couldn’t wait to go
I’m a pebble warmed in the palm of your hand
glowing ambers of your firebrand
Way up Little Jackson
There’s a split — split in the stone
Where I lose myself to time
I’ll surrender flesh and bone