We All, Us Three, Will Ride

In a small far room the bed is set
With trinkets all surrounding
Yet lone it rests, so dry it sets
With souls aside abidingThere moves legs warm and close inside
No, no leg braces a halo
And pictures on walls where paint is lame
Where sinks are friendly runningReflect, reflect metal cast
My toe has long been swollen
My knees are blue, my eyes are too
My love has not forgottenWill come, will come, oh, he will come
And make me have a baby
Then I foresee we all, us three
Will ride and all togetherThe hills have eyes, their trees have lives
Disjointed like a hero
No saga told, no things unfold
To make the ride much finerThe length is fine, his hand in mine
Does someone hear our chatter?
A lover's laugh, a bleeding calf
A dog out in the harbor