Old Coyote waits out there
With his gray-brown hair and his three-mile stare
I walk backwards through the air
Devil may care, the devil may care now
Ring around rosy game
Always ends the same way
We all fall down
Get up now baby, get up now baby
It's your song, it's your song playing
Vision of Mary in Converse shoes
She's putting down roots and stars she shoots out
I am crying on her couch
Talking in tongues when the words won't come out
Old Coyote's faking sleep
Not counting sheep on the watch he keeps
We bring springtime into bloom inside these rooms
And outside under the moon
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