Journey

Sparks fly wild and the stone wheel spins
And the water wheel sings
And the sun raised high, like a mighty club
Said, "Where are you hiding? And why are you hiding?"
In a lonely cellar where nobody hollers
I hide among these silver dollars
Born at the birth of prejudice
And words of Jesus to the tune of Judas
Raised in a cemetery, fed on dog meat
I came to grow an herb garden underneath a backseat
And I came to love an odd boy underneath the porch steps
I came to love him more and more,
I came to love him more and more

Sparks fly wild and the stone wheel sings
And the water wheel spins
And the sun raised high, like a mighty club
Said, "Where are you hiding? And why are you hiding?"
Pierced with ice by a sweet song sparrow
Dizzy with loss, terror to the marrow
What world is this where I wake walking
To the roof falling in and deaf men talking
Trying to wring one tear out proper
Trying to sing one note out sober
My body still, my mind will roam
Longing swiftly, looking for a home

Sparks fly wild and the stone wheel sings
And the water wheel spins
And the sun raised high, like a mighty club
Said, "Where are you hiding? And why are you hiding?"
The part of me you love so much
Is part of me you cannot touch
The part that winnows weak from wrong
The part that knows it all along
And though I'm hiding here, I'm free
The journey has not lessened me
Through winter's purifying cold
I'll rise in spring, if part is whole

Sparks fly wild and the stone wheel spins
And the water wheel sings
With the sun raised high, O my love
It's here that I'm hiding
Here I am hiding