You're Alight

you're the only secondary salmon nation under the sun
 on the edge of all creation
 handsome homestead without a gun
 sun sets I have no memory
 of the places we've sung
 stacking stones with our enemies
 they call us to the cellar one by one
 you're the only secondary salmon nation under the sun
 on the edge of fields of granite
 seas of grasses
 a band undone
 and in the flash of the firelight
 wrapped in blankets we made
 when the last lonely embers died
 they put us all to bed and stole away
 you're alight
 you're alight
 our tongues were never tied
 the church keys and the ditch weed kept it sanctified
 you're alight
 you're alight
 and when you took off for that razor town,
 well, something in me died
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 cupping clouds of fireflies
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 built a home for fireflies
 found a name for fireflies