Fuse - Joe Henry

Here comes the night, there go your knees, reaching for the floor

You say I’ll stand guard down here, she stands in the door

With a pony on the tether pulling cold and sugarcane

There go your knees

And there she goes

She’s a-hauling cane like it was gold

And when she calls upon the dead

To stand up in her place

They’ll raise the roof up overhead

And speak out from her face

And fish jump in her boat all day

And flog your feet like steel

There go the dead

Out through the roof

She speaks your name

Like it was proof

The carnies kick the gravel

And they wait for you in town

They pull back on the lever

And they bring the truck around

But her fingers on her lips

Are like a penny for a fuse

And it would take

All the world to go

The town will burn

For all you know