Looking in the hourgla** Ants in the sand Reflected in the oil lamp I can see the wrinkles in your hand You can be forthright with me You can be forthright with me Next to the pot-bellied stove Hand on the flue Photograph on the rolltop desk Is it of you You can be forthright with me You can be forthright with me Half a pound of hominy Soaking in a wooden bowl Underneath the cheesecloth In the safehold You can be forthright with me You can be forthright with me