Cry when your plants won't grow At the dark when no sleep comes The mind runs and circles back Cry Reach for the woman In the shape of a storm Towards the blood red horizon Reach for her Rejoice in building a house made of straw Knowing there ain't a wolf in the world With the lungs to blow it down Laugh at the trap door of death At your wife's sailor mouth At the crude dreams and wishes Laugh, laugh Learn from the woman Who deeply feels pain But does, does not become it Learn from her Rejoice in building a house made of straw Knowing there ain't a wolf in the world With the lungs to blow it down Cry when your plants won't grow At the dark when no sleep comes The mind runs and circles back Cry Rejoice in building a house made of straw Knowing there ain't a wolf in the world With the lungs to blow it down