The Lake

You said don’t come by

I do not feel like talking

Not to you or anybody else

You write their names with a trembling

Ragged finger

Upon the pane glass blinded by the frost

And the cold pulls you down

It pulls you down

Pulls you down down down

When I found you

Your face it was not moving

Your eyes are ravaged

You’re the land beneath a plague

Wife and daughter caught weeping out on the water

When the storm fell heavy on the lake

And the waves pulled them down

Pulled them down

Pulled them down down down

But my brother don’t let your lantern darken

Don’t be afraid for them

For oh my friend

There is nothing on the other side

We will grow old and plant for them a garden

When the growing’s done

We’ll plunge like a stone to join them in the tide