Confederate Jasmine

Lyrics

Life has given you a gift May I have it? Sitting up alone, sipping on writer's cologne My wife sleeps well I should have asked for some loving In the morning, for sure When Confederate Jasmine clings to the air Like a soft note from a dented horn And Grover counts to fifty In the other room, sweetly forlorn But there's a wolf in my house Messing up the bed I learned to make in AA And a frightened child won't tell the wolf to go away It brings a smile to the tear in the eye of the shepherd on the hillside Who's seen enough wolf for one day And packs his staff away The heart of man Is a fork in the road That's where I stand As the ocean pulls the moon from behind the cloud Its face makes the wolves howl Wakes my wife, makes my wife find a towel She says, "It's late, I'm bleeding" And we're making love right now