Grass blade songs I grew up to whistlenTo honor the swallowing tide I choke onnHumbled along the golden roadnYour wealth is a sinner I’d rather not die for.nnSeek the golden sunnAnd hear the faded humnI dream of my dreamsnShining on me nnChew the ashes of the saintnThrow up the meat that tastes of baitnMy heart sends blood to my middle stained fingersnThis silence I’ve known has become a strangernnSeek the golden sunnAnd hear the faded humnI dream of my dreamsnShining on me nnI don’t want to knownWho shapes my sad old bonesnI’m forsaken and unknownnWaste my prayer and poem away