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When the senators

have all gone home for the night

and the horses they rode

are asleep in the river

when the one that you came with

leaves with another

then sing to me Danny

about Jesus and temples

sing me a song

about rose-covered cowboys

make it so sweet

that it stays in my throat

put your head on my shoulder

lay your guns in the snow

there’s blood on the trees

and smoke on the water

look at me long

with your tortoise-shell eyes

and walk through my world

like a phantom pain healer

when the senators

have all gone to sleep in the river

and the horses they rode

have gone home for the night

wipe the snow from my eyes

and sing to me Danny

I’ll give you my leopards,

wherever you breathe.