Two Tongues

Can you tell us the place
Where the elders chew the sky soft?
The place where love is like a perfectly quilled arrow
Flown from bows of pure willow
And under the thundering roll of ghost buffalo
Can't you hear the world's heart breaking?

For it's a test of courage to kiss the snake-tongued people
The fork-tongued people
Yes, it's a test of courage to kiss the snake-tongued people
The fork-tongued people
'Cause it's like two tongues at one time
Like two tongues at one time
It's like two tongues at one time
Like two tongues at one time
It's like two tongues at one time
Like bitter spirits and sweet wine
Like two tongues at one time, at one time

Pour all of your souls like magma into the caverns
Pour all of your souls like magma into the caverns
Pour them all for the hauntings the hauntings the hauntings
Pour them all for the hauntings the hauntings the hauntings
Pour them all for the hauntings
And cool down for the hauntings
And harden for the hauntings

And now granite soul, you're a haunter
A haunter hunting the children of the wild plains
And now granite soul, you're a haunter
A haunter hunting the children of the wild plains
And if my great-great-great-great-great-great Grandma could find them
She would put all of their poisoned
All of their poisoned, poisoned teeth
In her medicine bag, in her medicine bag
She'd make a graph of our death beat
Pulse, murmur, quiet
Pulse, murmur, quiet
Like hiding pheasants in tall grass

Now there's faces in the rocks
And they're coming on strong
Faces in the rocks with medicine tongues
Faces in the rocks, feels like a million to one
Woman and man in the moon with a cradleboard son
Braided 'round close 'til all warmth is gone, gone

So here take these blankets
Here take these blankets
Here take these blankets
They're woven from the hair of the dead
With the hair from your sisters
Hair from your brothers
Hair from your lovers
Hair from the beavers
Hair from the otters
The hair from your mothers
Hair from your fathers
Hair from your lovers
Hair from the beavers
Hair from the otters

And we, we saw through you
Like a candle through a buffalo's eye
And we, we stood by you
Like a mama bear shot with her cubs at her side
And we, we saw through you
Like a candle through a buffalo's eye