a rib
Written: 1993, words by Diana Zimmerman, from Run, Blue River, Pinchpenny Press, 1990
Album: Thick As Thieves
I leave you a rib, something close to my heart,
I leave you a rib not to forget me,
I leave you a rib, ‘cause it’s something close to my heart,
I leave you a rib not to forget me…plant it in the dust, underneath a tree,
a rib to plant for me when I leave you,
plant it in the dust, there, for everyone to see,
a rib to plant for me when I leave you…I am a house and you haunt me,
tiptoeing ‘round in my memory,
blowing the dust from old pictures and poems,
I am a house and you haunt me,
rattling the chains all around me
shaking the dust from old letters and songs..
I leave you a rib, something close to my heart,
I leave you a rib not to forget me,
I leave you a rib, ‘cause it’s something close to my heart,
I leave you a rib not to forget me…plant it in the dust, underneath a tree,
a rib to plant for me when I leave you,
plant it in the dust, there, for everyone to see,
a rib to plant for me when I leave you…
when I leave you, when I leave you…
I leave you a rib, I leave you a rib
when I leave you…