Emptying yourself for sleepnSoft bones a skeletal stretch of drivenSkinny arms your white dressnComes cigarette teeth by nownnThe eye you lost in the crusadesnIs planted in the sandnKneeling by wait to reap another sightnnThis where you leave behindnYour brush fires and wedding daynOur Ethiopian bonesnThe pictures and the pillsnRemember when this was the oceannTiny rivers bleed the mapnnThe eye you lost in the crusadesnIs planted in the sand