Mountain town in mid July
She's lying on his arm
With broken boots and bony knees
All strewn across the grass
And the darkest night you've ever seen
They hiked the pass and had to sleep
In purple cloud with cows and sheep

And saw the silent earth
And they felt it breathe
Her lover was a quiet man
He waited all the night
With her asleep upon his lap
So she would be alright
And though the town was cold and wet
Their only bed a wooden bench
With him awake and reading there

He saw the silent earth
And he felt it breathe
What can my lover do he is leaving
For what can I say to you if I'm screaming but
Be kind, now
Oh be kind now
My love