Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs 
and leaves?
Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly 
berry bleeds?
You laughed as I covered you over with leaves
Face, breast, hips, and thighs
You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color 
of your eyes

Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and 
pine
Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled wood 
vines twine
Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could 
not see
I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in 
me

Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part 
of the sky
Your fingers played with grassy moss, as limber you did 
lie
Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees 
were in the air
Your feet played games with mountain roots as you lay 
thinking there

Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised 
families of trees, and they
As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung 
good seeds away
The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the 
valley below
Where people starved and hungry for life so empty come 
and go

There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our 
minds and learned
Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved 
and burned
reason why
The people laugh and love and dream, they fight, they 
hate to die

The smell of your hair I know is still there, if most 
of our leaves are blown
Our words still ring in the brush and the trees where 
singing seeds are sown
Your shape and form is dim but plain, there on our 
mountain bed
I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid 
your head...

I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream 
big dreams
To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the 
seas
I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at 
city and land
And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, 
nervous hands

I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face 
all hot with tears
I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to 
bring my body here
My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy 
and pain
Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell 
your hair again.

All this day long I linger here and on in through the 
night
My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams 
inside me fight:
My loneliness healed, my emptiness filled, I walk above 
all pain
Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my 
seeds again