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Raney William's was among Haven's streets
Where he ran past candles and flower wreaths
Names and photos of the young faces
Whose death and blood consecrated places

Raney's mother said stay at my side
For you are my blessing, you are my
your love here that keeps my soul alive
I you to come home from school and stay inside

do his work and put his books away
There was a channel a Western movie everyday
And that brought him home books on the black cowboys of the Oklahoma
The Seminole scouts fought the tribes of the Great Plains

come and the days grew long
Raney had his mother's smile to depend on
the street of stray bullets he made his way
To the warmth of her at the end of each day

Come the Fall, the flooded these homes
In Ezekiel's of dry bones
It hard and dark to the ground
It fell a sound

And they took up with a man whose business was the
Whose was fixed in a face that was never off guard
In the pipes 'neath the sink his secrets are kept
In the day, behind drawn curtains in the next bedroom he

And she got in the days
The smile Raney on dusted away
The arms that held him no more his own
He lay at night his head pressed to her chest listening to the in her bones

In the kitchen, Raney his hand between the pipes
From a brown bag pulled five hundred dollar bills and it in his coat side
Stood in the dark at his bed
Brushed her and kissed her eyes

In the twilight Raney to the station on streets of stone
Through Pennsylvania and Ohio his drifted on
the small towns of Indiana the big train crept
As he lay his head on his seat and slept

He woke and the towns gave way to muddy of green
Corn and cotton and endless nothing in
Over the rutted hills of the red sun slipped and was gone
The moon and stripped the earth to its bone