Absence, absence, absence
Cold Moon comes down curdling, curdling
Through reddening leaves that are falling
Falling, falling, reddening

Know you every tear
In these woods
Know you every place
Of good and not good

Sleep and wake
And bellyache
Each path unhealed
And stumpied

Charkened embers
The end of summer
Reeve the river's
Tongue of silver

Come away, love
Come away, love
Come away, love
And leave your wandering

Just a noiseless noise
Just a gawly girl
Just a bogus boy
Trape the fields of feasen
To a chammer of not sleeping
Go home now, love
Go home now, love
Leave your wandering