Lyrics
In a photo all the writing creases fray
In a fold to hold the old line
In a fire all the breaking embers fly
In a coal to hold the old time
Heretofore, ring the rail
Sing the saw, heretofore
In a corner all the fighting waters still
In a zone to enter light and late
In a wire all the dim transmissions hide
In a plastic coated copper braid
Heretofore, ring the rail
Sing the saw, heretofore
I'm coming right back here again
I won't leave until they let me in
And if the sidewalk starts to break
And if the windowpanes start to shake
I'm going to ring the rail, right
I'm going to sing the saw tonight, right
I'm going to write you a letter
I'm going to write you a song
I'm going to do it far better
I'm going to do it far gone
One day I'll sit back and sigh
Drink my water and close my eyes
Thinking all the times were meant to be
Every raging night and morning dream
Every deep embrace and simple look
Every hand assembled poem book
Every song that's been forgotten now
Sing the saw
