Dunderhead

And I don't waste time

I just bleed right into the ground

I got a couple drops of Indian blood

Mostly on my hands

I got a new brand

I got an echo like a tune in my head

When I'm fucking with the land

I got a long long drive of bloody cloth

I keep pulling out of my mouth

I got a tiny little file of come to me

And a gallon of get the fuck out

I got a skin drum in my heart

It's going boom boom boom

It's all you, it's all you

I got a constant worry about the weatherman

Hailstones in a can

I got a Black Hills tattoo on my forehead

Talking to me

I got a mental electric piano accompanying me

I got keys, silken pollen

This shared light, this white owl

I got a map of the hills on the back of my hand

Mostly in my mind

Picture me rolling when I'm fucking with the land

This woods woman, Louisiana lazy lady

Plant man, Indian vet, white sands

Quincy Neal, sleeping bear

Someday the table's gonna turn, table

Faded pictures in the hallway

In the mall, the big fall

Some of our citizens fled in dismay

The evergreen trees, the answer too easy to learn

You got keys, death and his little dog time

We got us a situation and I've been thinking

Thunder dreaming, dunderhead, trashmaster

Old owl in a bowl, lost illusions, there is no edge

This shared light, this white owl

Northern water snake, three legged coyote

Grey-eyed, rosy-fingered dawn, oh god, all over town

Thunder dreamer

I got a couple drops of Indian blood

Mostly on my hands

I got a new brand

I got a tiny little file of come to me

And a gallon of get the fuck out

I got a skin drum in my heart

It's going boom boom boom

It's all you, it's all you

I got an echo like a tune in my head