Margaret? did I say the wrong name when you called?
Holding roses at the door
A mirror looking into a mirror
Margaret like things of man
Holding out a hand to greet you
Holding negatives in the palms of both of my hands
Margaret? will it come to such sights colder?
I am a native daughter.
I will never need to write home
Margaret, with your fresh thoughts can you?
An oasis in the grove
I am paralyzed by a past I have never been told
Time moves only forward
The body remembers
Knowing and unknowing
The body remembers
(the body the body)
Time moves only forward
The body forgets
Margaret are you grieving?
Over golden grove unleaving
Leaves like things of man you,
With your fresh thoughts care for can you?
It is the blight that man was born for
It is Margaret that you mourn for