Can I light a match To scorch away the snow mounts Creek bad veins Can I light a match To scorch away the snow mounts Creek bad veins She goes away Flows from me Too freely She goes away Flows from me Too freely I am brown dirt Left upon the shore Where boats they once came To leave what now remains I am brown dirt Left upon the shore Where boats they once came To leave what now remains And I am here I am here I came into it but real soon Go to find some other tree bark To unfold another concrete block To sit on for a while She goes away Flows from me Too freely She goes away Flows from me Too freely I am brown dirt Left upon the shore Where boats they once came To leave what now remains I am brown dirt Left upon the shore Where boats they once came To leave what now remains And I am here I am here I came into it but, will soon Go to find some other tree bark To unfold another concrete block To sit on for a while Until the days are done The days are done The days are done Until the days are done The days are done The days are done Until the days are done The days are done... The days are done The days are done