Dumcane

Climbing up those church stairs
Hanging out to a handrail
In rhythm with those church bells
Ringing like some angels
You never did save a dance for me
You always kept me in the wings
Of some old burnt deer heart
Waiting for the DJ to call
My name
Mouthful of apple
Caught me in my cheeks
Zipper for my legs
I’m always dancing with my wrist
We never did have much to say
Always chewing up that dumcane
But to not say nothing at all
Felt too insane
So we talked about the rain
Fight like a titan
Swing with your eyes wide
Your hand around a stall
All those words that you’ve thrown
You never did put me in the rain
You always kept me in the crowd
Calling out, shouting your name
Well, who’s name are they calling now?
Oh, and they said light
Climbing in that church bench
I hum a hymn for them
In rhythm with the beating
Of an angel heart that’s singing
If you decide to come my way
Bring plenty of that dumcane
It’s not to talk but just to hear
And if you decide to come my way