blanket me sweet nurse   and keep me from burnin'   I must get back   to the woods dear girls   I must get back to the woods      in the bloody elevator rising for their first cup of tea   of the day   when does sky turn into space   and air into wind?      the only things   I really need   is water, a gun, and rabbits      let me rest   my fevered cheek   upon your warm sweet bellies      in the bloody elevator going to the bright theatre now   come on boys   please let me taste the clean dirt in my lungs   and moss on my back