There is a patio on the lakenStraw hats and a two-hour waitnTo sit here with you and watch a dog hesitatenHis entry into the cold waternnAnd tomorrow, we'll set out againnOn those god-damned ghost town trailsnUp through the mountainsnAnd into the snow, the snownnYour flattering soulnYou're the drive behindnEvery great mindnWhen the light grows brighternWork is interruptednAnd the light grows brightnWith a halo behind itnnI want to hear you for the first time againnI want to hear you for the first time againnnWine stains may straynThe blood stains the samenLines they might straynThe blood stays the samenIt stays the samenStays the samenIt stays the samenStays stays the samenIt stays the samen