By patti smith
In the straw-colored light
In light rapidly changing
On a life rapidly fading
Have you seen d**h singing
Have you seen d**h singing
With a throat smooth as a lamb
Yet dry as a branch not snapping
He throws back his head
And he does not sing a thing mournful
Have you seen d**h singing
Have you seen d**h singing
Have you seen d**h singing
In the straw-colored light
He sings a black embrade
And white opals swimming
In a child's leather purse
Have you seen d**h swimming
Have you seen d**h swimming
With a throat smooth as a lamb
Yet dry as a branch not snapping
He throws back his head
And he does not sing a thing mournful
Have you seen d**h singing
Have you seen d**h singing
Have you seen d**h singing
In the straw-colored light
He sings of youth enraged
And the burning of atlanta
And these viral times
And may ribbons streaming
And straw-colored curls a-turning
A mother's vain delight
And woe to the sun
And woe to the young
Another hearse is drawn
Have you seen d**h singing
In the straw-colored light