the trees are so quiet

You're gone, the trees are so quiet

When your hand was in my pocket

How they swayed from side to side

Now the meddling sky and my snowy eye

Sees a different night

The night I fell into the lion's jaws

To my regret and your delight


Those teeth themselves could not divine

Nor their pressure estimate

The haze I wish to never break

And to never contemplate

Momentum for the sake of momentum

Momentum for the sake of momentum

Of momentum

Neko Case, Lion's Jaws, Fox Confessor Brings the Flood