She after twilight, she after allnShe when I've lost sight of my outline on the wallnShe when I can't sleep, when I'm restless and tornnWith a lantern to lead me through a cold and terrible stormnnSometimes I can't breathe, sometimes I can't standnI butchered all of my dreams to feed my dying plansnLike any desperate mannI'm a desperate mannnShe as a ribbon tugging on a bellnOr a pail being risen from the bottom of a wellnShe if we move closer, she should we remainnShe without her shelter setting free the rainnnI swore I was thirsty in the river and hungry in the gardennWhile she poured her silver into the trembling beggar's handnLike a giantnShe's a giant