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26.Pontchartrain

Sunday, dark water draining north
The heat swells and bursts like plague
Sunday, every so faint, slow tambourine
Glides onward toward the grave

Who drew the line?
Who drew the line between you and me?
Who drew the line that everyone sees?

Darling, lake Pontchartrain is haunted
Bones without names, photographs framed in reeds
Darling, what blood our veins was holding
The overpass frozen, fires ablaze at sea

Who drew the line?
Who drew the line that cuts to the skin, buries me in?
Tell me who drew the line
Darling, don't close your eyes

Lie as darkness hardens
Lie of our reunion
Oh, lie if god is sleeping
Oh, I believe you now

Darling, lake Pontchartrain will cradle me
And all you left behind
Listen, ever so faint, slow motion tambourine
Is marching back through time