Red oak sugar and Korean dogwood and Korean dogwood   Vibes turn to rubbed rum   Lit by mission moonlight   Kangas on that hillside   You are my life   And you baffle me some   Like vanilla's maple   Inca cornflower   You’re my baby’s blue eyes   And when you're gowndissolves in a prayer   You’ll hear a sound   That rings true and fair   Black King lightning   The dawn of orange blossoms and orange blossoms   My friend Keegan   Drawing endless love songs, endless love songs   Calm breath, sweet being, show me what you’re seeing   Show me what you’re seeing   And though right and loud and proud   Every little word   It still ain't heard   Strange prayers looming   Over all our brothers, over all our brothers   Prison life served   But Navajo Gospel   Is a rope thrown helpful   But for sure all that we’ve made   Will be swallowed by the Earth   For it’s got no worth