Emily Dickinson

The farmhouse was overtaken
 By vine and the snake
 Hooked on phantom power
 The acres seemed to ache
 Pursued by floating rebels
 They'd take us, if they could
 I thought a spell of country living
 Would do my spirits good
 Emily Dickinson
 Won't you lay your hair down low?
 Staring out the windowpane
 There's so much more to know
 Emily Dickinson
 All buttoned down in Victoria-black
 Let's watch the white clouds run
 With the cool grass on our backs
 The door mouse was mistaken
 There was no quarter there
 The attic and the cellar
 Were but jaws of a bear
 The hunter was the quarry
 All tangled in the wood
 I thought a spell of country living
 Would do my spirits good
 Emily Dickinson
 Won't you lay your hair down low?
 Staring out the windowpane
 There's so much more to know
 Emily Dickinson
 All buttoned down in Victoria-black
 Let's watch the white clouds run
 With the cool grass on our backs
 Disembodied gentry
 Gathered by my door
 Your electrical habits
 Aren't welcome here anymore
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 That day I left
 With a locket and glove
 Keepsakes lest I forget
 A woman by the name of
 Emily Dickinson
 Won't you lay your hair down low?
 Staring out the windowpane
 There's so much more to know
 Emily Dickinson
 All buttoned down in Victoria-black
 Let's watch the white clouds run
 With the cool grass on our backs
 Emily Dickinson
 Trade your lily for a rose
 Run to the valley
 Where the wild daisy grows
 Emily Dickinson
 Won't you lay your hair down low?
 Staring out the windowpane
 There's so much more to know