Regarding Ascending the Stairs

I cannot think of that song with this music on
 And I never want to go
 Back to Arkansas
 Even if you've gone from there
 Even if you've gone
 You handled me like an infant skull
 And I cradled you like a newborn (night)mare
 and I always long, long to go back there
 straight back down the hallway and up the stairs
 to that bed
 I asked the deer, could the hunter she hear
 come a'creepin, creepin, creepin, creepin
 I whispered in her ear so sweet and sincere
 but she was already dead a'sleepin
 The ground where she lay was red, sour and stained
 and I kissed her, kissed her, kissed her before I walked away
 and I never want to go back there down the path to the place where she lay
 We can close our eyes and cry out to the darkness, there is still this light in us
 There is this fight to be right where we belong
 This ribcage, it is a staircase
 Climb, climb it to my iris
 you can live there, you know who I am
 You know who I am
 I am your apple
 So open up the book and read to me your favorite passage
 And know that I will be right here and I will listen
 I hear you
 And I have heard you
 For one thousand years