Dr. Cat - Mary Timony

Through the window her doctor goes

In the form of a cat is he a foe?

Where’s the peacock does he want me

With his fifty eyes so haunting?

You say I’m on where the wind blows

I glide on a leaf through the light falling snow.

Though I want to I won’t want you

I’ll sing the alphabet of regret

One thousand campfires in the valley

Burned here but you still can’t find me

You slept inside a jewel like rose

While I hated life and now it just goes on.