Belong In

Rest your bones, the rain forbids you

From leaving home when there's no need to

Just sink into covers, dive right under

Tied to a stone to keep you there

So little time alone, the hour encroaches

Your telephone calls priority hoaxes

A father and mother born to each other

You're all I own for all I care

I'll collect us things made of wood for the fire

And we'll side by side burn our belongings

Till there's nothing left to block our path or cloud our eyes