In A Week (Feat. Karen Cowley)

I have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me A thousand teeth and yours among them I know Our hungers appeased our heart beats becoming slow We'll lay here for years or for hours Thrown here or found to freeze or to thaw So long we'd become the flowers Two corpses we were two corpses I saw And they'd find us in a week When the weather gets hot After the insects have made their claim I'll be home with you I'll be home with you I have never known sleep like this slumber that creeps to me I have never known colors like this morning reveals to me And you haven't moved an inch such that I would not know If you sleep always like this flesh calmly going cold We'll lay here for years or for hours Your hand in my hand so still and discreet So long we'd become the flowers We'd feed well the land and worry the sheep And they'd find us in a week When the cattle'd show fear After the insects have made their claim After the foxes have known our taste I'll be home with you I'll be home with you And they'd find us in a week When the weather gets hot And they'd find us in a week When the cattle'd show fear And they'd find us in a week When the buzzards get loud After the insects have made their claim After the foxes have known our taste After the raven has had his say I'll be home with you I'll be home with you I'll be home with you I'll be home with you I'll be home with you I'll be home with you