I’m strolling along the river
Throwing stones in the still water
Colors have come to the leaves
Apples are gone in the orchards
There I stand on shaking legs
I don’t trust my balance
Shadows are long upon the fields
The birds they’re growing quiet
Will you shoot me where I stand
& leave me where I fall
There I stand beyond belief
Looking in vain for solid ground
Humming songs of an old dead time
Words feel bad in my mouth
Will you shoot me where I stand
& leave me where I fall