With Your Teeth

In low light and far flung
Feral and forgetful
Roaming rather ravenous
Haven’t been gettin’ any rest

Shy and fleeting
Quick and quiet glancing
In the underbrush I see you
Pullin’ at the thorns, they hold fast

Come toward me and hold still
And I will take these thorns that cling
Yes I will take them with my teeth
I will help you if you let me

Drop of blood and low growl
Bristling as you wait
A lick to clean and for to thank
Shake off and slink away

But wait, come back, don’t run off so fast
I meant to ask,
Come back
Come back...

Come toward me I’ll hold still
And will you take these thorns that cling
Will you take them with your teeth
I will let you,
Let you help me

Take the thorns from me
Take them with your teeth
I will let you,
Let you help me

And over our shoulders we look back
A quick and quiet glance
We carry on our way
We carry on our way
And forgotten in fading light
The scattered thorns we left behind

Didn’t know you very long
but I knew you pretty well
I’ll remember evermore
Crossed a path and pulled the thorns

So take the thorns from me
Take them with your teeth
I could help you
And you could help me