[00:32.82]When at last I found her floating trifles of her bones denoting a roe between equatorial tides with an image burned into her eyes [00:57.24]A future thought a liberal whim：a shallow place where all can swim [01:04.44]For all the kids small handkerchiefs to clean their lungs and mangled limbs [01:11.25]So lay down your heads pull in your nets forget your pains it's for the best [01:18.72]You never knew they meant so much their tired eyes you've missed enough [01:25.83]Don't pluck the field of forget me nots [01:29.61]Don't think these deep loquacious thoughts [01:32.94]Don't crane your neck and look for me [01:36.60]I'll bring you home we'll leave the sea [02:22.56]In the front yard there's an oak tree and a garden where your bones will rest [02:42.30]Now you're hiding and you're haunting [03:34.35]See you someday don't wince when you see the light