Dana Falconberry
Copperleaf
Oh juneberry, oh milkweed, flower of the muskthistle, appleseed
in the palm of your right hand, before me as you stand
you turn toward the mountain though your gaze stays locked your eyes look dark, down as you talk
you say your heart is a mindful thief
red as the copperleaf
so look now to the mountains and take my hand
run me through the sagebrush fast as you can
weave me through the indigo, follow the lark sparrow
and dear do you remember me as a kid
when i asked you if you saw me and you said you did
my heart was a handkerchief
red as the copperleaf
oh juneberry, oh milkweed, flower of the muskthistle, appleseed
in the palm of your right hand, before me as you stand
darling take a deep breath, here we are
look how low the jay flies, look how far
his heart like a wisened chief red as the copperleaf
(Thanks to Mark Warren for these lyrics)
From Letras Mania