What a life to try in dreams When waking wakes the soaking bed Tugging boxers to their seams With people that you thought were dead The power's out again, my friend So make those noises loud again Limp across the sallow fields To find a joy that cannot feel Because I will grow a beard for you And tie you in the orchard, too Why would all these colored boys Believe in making love to you? I'll turn off the screen one day These nights will shuck and peel away And I will fall in love with my God And let my anger run away Oh it's easy to forget the Names of all the pretty spiders Oh it's easy to forget that I belong in yellow fires