brave   free of consequence   slaying   the camel's gash   pine marks his passing well   one won't do   armed twice for push up's sake   arms like these swing a state   arms like these hug the law   arms like these flail when our songs hit a desert bride   arms like these cross when they're locked in a draped pine box   shock, it's a shock—trees in lee never leaved armies   shock, it's a shock these trees   shock, it's a shock—trees in lee never leaved bits of me   it's a shock, it's a shock