Maybe the way
The light hits your face
Means gods pave your way
And you're exempt
Of all you do and say
I'd light a candle
And cast your stuff away
And I'd remember you
I'd follow the wild Honeysuckle
To find you
She cooked for me by fire
Cracking rhythms in my eyes
Into my own skull I'd retire
Home safe for the night
From the groves
Where we got high
And I'd remember you
I'd follow the wild Honeysuckle
To find you