Ride My Arrow

I don’t ever want to die
Do you know this arrow when it arches high
To meet the eagle in the sky?
The eagle flies using the river as a map
A small animal in its clasp
Alive and enjoying the ride
Is life a ride to ride?
Or a story to shape and confide?
Or chaos neatly denied?

And some people find the taste of pilgrim guts to be too strong
Me, I find I can’t get by without them for too long
Tear at the flesh, tear at the bone
Of anyone who tells you the known is unknown
'Cause life ain’t confidential, no, no, no it’s not
It isn’t and it ain’t confidential, no, no, no
Ride my arrow, ride my arrow, ride my arrow

The land I love is splitting in two again and again and again
War muddies the river and getting out, we’re dirtier than getting in
Ride my arrow, ride my arrow
Ride my arrow, ride my arrow