First Song For B

Watch the stream run by you

Watch the Indian chief, wrapped in blue corn leaves drift by you

Watch it take root in the sun's pond, and rise at the fire

Oh, no more being matchwood

Only rising higher



I wanna see you be the one whose first light

Harbors in the new day

and see you settle into yourself



and never be afraid



Now I take everything as a good sign, because I'm in love

I take everything as a sign, from God



And now I give myself to you alone

No more nights hang above me

Oh, B...



Please destroy me, please destroy me,

please destroy me, please destroy me yeah