With Your Teeth

In low light and far flung

Feral and forgetful

Roaming rather ravenous

Haven’t been gettin’ any rest

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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...

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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

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Take the thorns from me

Take them with your teeth

I will let you,

Let you help me

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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