The land's opening up like a blanket And the dandelions spread themselves thickly out Along the fields, which are, evidently, endless And we are hotly in love with one another We've got an unquenchable thirst in our throats We are, for some reason, all the time bleeding We are friendless And we love these dogs that roll on the lawns here in Galesburg Because they seem to know something nobody else knows It is written in the smiles on their faces and it rings in their high young voices We are burning up all of our choices up here where the tall gra** grows Up here in Galesburg
The sky's opening up like an old wound And the rain on our bodies is warm tonight And the ground underneath us shakes in the cracking thunder We can taste fresh blood in our mouths again There is no chance of getting enough of it And we tally up all our posessions, we're going under Yeah, we love these dogs that loll in the rain here in Galesburg As the new season rocks them in its terrible arms They howl as if the world were ending as we are watching the sky unwinding Some of our promises were binding up here where our dreams take form Up here in Galesburg Up here in Galesburg