can you tell us the place wherenthe elders chew the sky soft?nand the place where love is like na perfectly quilled arrownflowing from bows of pure willownand under (and under)nthe thundering roll of ghost buffalon(the thundering roll of ghost buffalo)noh can't you hear nthe world's heart breaking?nnfor it's a test of courage nto kiss the snake tongued peoplenthe fork tongue'ed peoplenand yes, it's a test of couragento kiss the snake tongued people nthe fork tongue'ed peoplencause' it's like two tongues at one timenlike two tongues at one timenit's like two tongues at one timenlike two tongues at one timenit's like two tongues at one timenlike bitter spirits and sweet winenlike two tongues at one timenat one timennso pour all of your souls like magma into the cavernsnpour all of your souls like magma into the cavernsnand pour em' all for the hauntingsnthe hauntings, the hauntingsnand pour em' all for the hauntingsnthe hauntings, the hauntingsnand pour em' all for the hauntingsnand cool down for the hauntingsnand harden for the hauntingsnnand now granite-soul you're a haunterna haunter hunting children of the wild plainsnand now granite-soul you're a haunterna haunter hunting children of the wild plainsnand if my greatgreatgreatgreatgreatgreatgrandmancould find them nshe would put all of their poisonednall of their poisened, poisened teeth in a medicine bagnin her medicine bagnshe'd make a graph of our deathnbeat, pulse, murmur, quiet,npulse, murmur, quietnlike hiding pheasants in the tall grassnnnow there's faces in the rocks nand they're coming on strongnfaces in the rocks with medicine tonguesnfaces in the rocks feels like a million to onenwoman and man in the moon nwith a cradle born sonnoh braided round close til' all warmth is gonengoOoOoOoOoonennso here take these blanketsnhere take these blanketsnhere take these blanketsnthey're woven from the hair of the deadnthe hair from your sistersnhair from your brothersnhair from your loversnhair from the beaversnhair from the otters nnthe hair from your loversnhair from your fathersnhair from your loversnhair from the beaversnhair from the ottersnnand we, we saw through younlike a candle through a buffalo's eyenand we, we stood by younlike a mama bearnshot with her cub's at her sidenand we, we saw through younlike a candle through a buffalo's eye.nnnnnnn