Minnesota (The Jordan Lake Sessions Volume 5)

Seeds came in the mail today from Holland

And the language on the package is wonderful and strange

All sorts of flowers that grow up on the earth

In goodly colors, gloriously arranged

I circled the house and I scattered them around

I let the water sink down into the soil

Stared a long time at the resin in

Blood, milk and oil

My God, the humidity is something

Our shirts are soaked clean through

The house is throbbing and the heat keeps coming

And I keep looking at you

And then you're singing in Dutch to me

And I recognize the song

And it seems so old and so fragile

And I haven't heard it in so long

We may throw the windows open later

But we are not as far west as you suppose we are

Hot wind coming off the water

Sky going crazy with stars

But we stay here, we imagine we're alive, hey

We see shadows on the horse

There's something waiting for us here in the hot wet air

Sweat, water and alcohol

Just the old blood

Rising up through the wooden floor again

Just the old lungs

Asking for more again, hey