Lyrics

You do not have to be good You do not have to walk on your knees For a hundred miles through the desert Repenting You only have to let the soft animal of your body Love what it loves Love what it loves Tell me about despair Yours, and I will tell you mine Meanwhile the world goes on Meanwhile the world goes on Whoever you are No matter how lonely The world offers itself to your imagination Your imagination Calls to you like the wild geese Harsh and exciting Harsh and exciting Over and over and over and over Announcing your place in The family of things The family of things The family of things The family of things