Regarding Descending the Stairs Songtext
von Lady Lamb

I cannot think of that song with this music on
And I never want to go back to Arkansas
Even if you′ve gone from there,
Even if you've gone.
You handled me like an infant skull
And I cradled you like a newborn nightmare
And I always long, long to go back there:
Straight back down the hallway & up the stairs
To that bed.
I asked the deer
Could the hunter she hear
Come a′creepin, creepin, creepin, creepin.
I whispered in her ear so sweet & sincere
But she was already dead asleep
And the ground where she lay was red, sour & stained
And I kissed her, kissed her, kissed her
Before I turned away
And I never want to go back there: Down the path to the place
Where she lay.
We can close our eyes & cry out
To the darkness, that there is still this light
In us, there is this fight
To find right where we belong.
This ribcage,
It is a staircase,
Climb, climb it to my iris you can live there, you know who I am.
You know who I am.
I am your apple.
So open up the book & read to me your favorite passage
And know that I will be right here
And I will listen.
I hear you
And I have heard you
For one thousand years.