Through the Blight

Through the blight
Only love this time
Highway lines
Begin to blur in my mind
As you say, “who of you earn a love this cold?”


Through your dress now darlin'
I can see the evening light
Your outline 
Clouding my mind 


Dark tables keep turning
Until we find what might sooth


Slow, your dress keeps falling
Falling from you


Through the blight
Only love this time
A Memphis drive with no headlights
As you say, “who of you earn a love this cold?”


oh my darlin' you're my clean air
oh now darlin' be my clean air