They all knew I was born
Of thunder
And a river that splits
In two
And  knew too
That the arch
Of my brow
Could send them cottonwoods asway
Hearts
That’s what the child
In me named them
And they shake
In the moon of my birth
Lucky Bastard
My Sweet Love knows me
Lucky Bastard
I know him too
A sailor’s mouth
From my father
My mother of mudstone and shale
So I shrug  at the plates colliding
And ride the mountain
Without fear
Lucky Bastards
My sweet love knows me
Lucky Bastard
I know him too