Me and My Woman

I never know what kind of day it is on my battlefield of ideals
 But the way she touches and the way it feels
 Must be just how it heals
 Ah but it's got a little better since I let her sundance
 I never know what time of year it is living on top of the fire
 But the Robin outside has to hunt and hide
 In the cold and frosty shire
 Ah but he knows just what goes in between his cold toes
 ...and his warm ears
 And he's got no disguise in his eyes for his love as she nears
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 He spreads her a shelter
 She takes the tall skies
 As they helter-skelter
 Along the same sighs
 She wakes my days with a glad face
 She fakes and says I'm a hard case
 She makes and plays like a bad ace
 Carrying my ways into scarred space
 And she knows me well
 Ah but what the hell
 Only time can tell, where we're going to
 Me and my woman
 Me and my little woman
 And the Lord speaks out and the pigpens fawn
 The sword slides out and the nations mourn
 The hoard strides out and the chosen spawn
 The devil rides out and the heavens yawn
 And he knows me well
 Ah but what the hell
 Only time can tell, where we're going to
 Me and my woman
 Me and my woman
 Me and my little woman
 What a lovely day
 What a day to play at living
 What a mess we make
 What a trust we break
 Not giving our wings to our children
 O how we fail them
 O how we nail them
 Sunset my colour
 And king is my name
 Darkness she's my lover
 And we live in shame
 Too far away
 From the light of the day
 And so near
 And so near, here
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 Can I break through the silence that has taken my place
 On the plains of the morning that I just could not face
 Asking you these questions
 Telling you these lies
 Enveloping directions
 Developing disguise
 Open to suggestion[s]
 But closed to all my eyes
 Dead on arrival, right where I stand
 Dead on arrival, right where I stand
 Dead on arrival, right where I stand
 Space is just an ashtray
 Flesh is my best wheel
 The atmosphere's my highway
 And the landscape's my next meal
 I need my own Good Friday
 And I'm trying my best to fix the deal
 Dead on arrival, right where I stand
 Dead on arrival, right where I stand
 Dead on arrival, right where I stand
 Dead on arrival, right where I stand
 I am the new crowned landlord
 Of all beneath my star
 Queueing up for doomsday
 In my homesick motor car
 Born before my mother
 Died before my Pa
 Dead on arrival, right where I stand
 Dead on arrival, right where I stand
 Dead on arrival, right where I stand
 Dead on arrival, right where I stand
 The cuckoo she moves through the dawn fanfare
 The dew leaves the roofs in the magic air
 I feel a finger running through my nightmares lair
 I feel most together with my nowhere stare
 And you know me well
 Ah but what the hell
 Only time can tell, where I'm a goin' to
 Me and my woman
 Me and my little woman
 Me and my woman
 Me and my little woman