River of Dirt - Marissa Nadler

I was your lover, you were my plan

I told you that you were the sun in the sand

But we’d ride away and get a circus job

And I’d fly away, become a bird of song

El camino, take me home

El camino, take me home

You are a jester and I am elf

And I’m sad to the bones that

It’s stocked upon my shelf

Take me back to the river of dirt

Take me back to the river of dirt

Built of the veins, and the flesh and the bones

We are all so painfully alone

Burn in the rivers of dirt and fire

We return to the ground where we retire

Back to river of dirt and fire

Summer is coming;

I can’t believe it’s true

Where are you, where is she?

I’m turning into you

Take me back to the place of the golden slumbers

Where I was happy you were my middle name

Take me back to the river of dirt

Take me back to the river of dirt

Now, I grew up in the houses made of men

The walls where white, the stairs were sharp

The scent of summer land

Take me back to the river of dirt

Take me back to the river of dirt