Up in the Pine - Heather Woods Broderick

I’ve taken to lying my head below my heart

And using my hands to cover my open mouth

'cause I could feel my front porch

And I could sense red blood moving around

There was subtlety in the calm

You came suddenly and then you were gone

What was it that made you forget to brace your fall?

Was it the third disappearance toward the beaten wall

Now with you up the pine

I can see your life unfolding itself

What is the nature that is hindering my love

There is some dirt and there is digging to be done