She said: Francis, I am
I am dead from now on
But I will live as long as the cloud stays in front of the Moon
And I looked up and saw
Saw the black ship
Like a great wolf after the neck of the Moon

Down inside the woods
Where I saw the light in the country
In the country

Where my dreams are like bark peeled by lightning
Was with her, with the girl
While the wolf had the Moon by the throat
And the whistling swans in their ceremonies
The passing bell nods like a snake charm
And the wolf had the Moon by the throat

She is standing there in the wind
And the cantatas of the moonlight

Well I'm riding the mule
Mule to nowhere then after a while
It's a pony
And then it's a horse
And the wolf had the Moon by the throat
And they suddenly (all the creatures I've heard in the dark all my life)

Were like
Were like rustlings of the devil and they suddenly
Were like
Were like rustlings of the devil