Simon Joyner She Without Shelter
She after twilight, she after all
She when I've lost sight of my outline on the wall
She when I can't sleep, when I'm restless and torn
With a lantern to lead me through a cold and terrible storm
Sometimes I can't breathe, sometimes I can't stand
I butchered all of my dreams to feed my dying plans
Like any desperate man
I'm a desperate man
She as a ribbon tugging on a bell
Or a pail being risen from the bottom of a well
She if we move closer, she should we remain
She without her shelter setting free the rain
I swore I was thirsty in the river and hungry in the garden
While she poured her silver into the trembling beggar's hand
Like a giant
She's a giant
