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