I fear the loneliness with you The sight of us hanging through the words Colliding as a waterfall falling in the deep skin We walked before we knew how to dance Stepping in how we can An air is cutting through the wood My love is there, my love is there Oh Mama, don't you worry about me I have one or two tricks with me Inside the vest you left I'll be tappin' and clappin' where the drum kills the beat I once heard about the brothers sittin' at the bar Drinking their wine Singing Ah Fill up the canyon Reach out for good We'll be the providence we choose In this foreign land we choose for good Ah