Pink And Blue Lyrics

wind out of oklahoma this morning

smelled like blood and smoke

and the crows discussed their future

in the branches of thier

louisiana live oak

the limbs are strong and heavy

and it's leaves are all aglow

and the branches brush the upper air

but the roots reach down

to where the bad people go



and what will i do with you

pink and blue

true gold

nine days old



nice new clothes on you

and an old produce box for a cradle

i mash some bannanas

in a coffe cup

and i fed you there

at the kitchen table

crows outside complaining

about the finer points of local politics

strange wind all full of new smells

rust and fur and recption sticks



and what will i do with you

pink and blue

true gold

nine days old