Birth like a drunkard reels and tosses me wet into the fields
Surrounded by a company familiar and strange
Dangled like Achilles, dripping on the floor
The brine of a fateful journey, delivered to the door
Of ritual and custom, the woman and the man
With silver ring in sight of all I took my lover’s hand
Deep drums beat beneath skin-covered ivory cages
Patterns that we learned when the leaves shut out the skies
Turned face to face near the night fire, walls aglowing
Is that the savannah still caught up in your eyes?
Two hunt as one for the passion that can bridge the grave
Gathering vows to love and to be
Walls dripping, Spirit digging eternal words from primate tongues
Dance before their burning and come next to me
Bottoms up – drink each day down
Loyalty poured by mercy
Call but one name – another round
Commitment is a thirsting
Wedlcok step to ancient tunes
Till lungs they are a burstin’
Bottoms up – drink each day down
Commitment is a thirsting
Deep drums beat beneath skin-covered cages
Patterns that we learned when the leaves shut out the skies
Turned face to face across the bright pyer of any others
That which could have been, laugh as it dies
Two hunt as one for the passion that can bridge the grave
Quickening vows to love and to be
Desires ebb but to return glowing embers roar and burn
Dance before that fire and come next to me.