The Green Pajamas

High Waving Heather

The scarecrow dances through the storm all self-possessed and mad
Why does she thrill me with her form so strange and loosely clad
I count the rows of buttons, feel the fiber- silken, soft
As the rain melts it away like snow instead of cloth

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Out here in the high waving heather
Out here in the high waving heather

I want to hold your cruelty up against the starry night
And watch it fall across the face that burns in the moonlight
I want to feel the body that no man could ever hold
I want to clutch your sunburnt wrists
And bind your chainless soul

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There are those that want to change us, save us from ourselves
And they would have us see the light and blind us with their help
But evil does as evil will, we needn’t an excuse
The changeling and his apparition set the wild dogs loose

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Written by Jeff Kelly c-1999 St. Brigid Publishing, BMI