Sew me up in an animal skin and throw me into the river
From the middle of an iron bridge
Place me on a simple bamboo raft
And float me on the circling water
Toward a gentler current, toward a gentler current
Tie me onto a raven’s tail
And clap your hands like this
To encourage a magnificent flight
Set flame to the juniper branch
Bound with knots of colored cloth
And turn your head as a row of sparks makes its way to your down-turned eye
I will dig a hole, deep into the sand
I will not look up until I hit the bottom
Not until the time I reach the rocky layer
That separates us from what came before
Build a platform out of dry wood
Build it taller than the highest eye that will look this way
Make it strong enough to hold the weight
Of a lifetime that no longer carries much
Listen for the horn, and listen for the drum
Listen for the chorus of voices
And listen for a last ringing bell
And wait to be carried away
I’ll hardly even notice, I’ll hardly even notice
Animal skin can swim, animal skin can swim
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