hearts and spades

with a knock

knock and my eyes come open. i light a match and orange fills the room. the candle-light dancing off the walls

and the movement's enough to wake her up. the men are outside with their torches. i hear the hooves of the horses i must lead. would you fill up this flask with your moonshine

i'll need it to keep myself warm through this snowy storm. and hide your tears till my sights are out the door. it's hard enough to leave for a war i don't believe. would you fill up this gun melted soldiers

it's the hand-made bullets that saved for the ring you wear. and i'll be wearing mine through the war cries. i won't let them tear it from my hands. the waiting is over. the waiting is over and i tell her as i go that

i'm coming back."