| Song | Prodigal Summer |
| Artist | Snow in Mexico |
| Album | Prodigal Summer |
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| [01:04.000] | where the rats long fed; |
| [01:05.531] | sweep out our shame—and in its place we'll make a bower for love, |
| [01:10.109] | a splendid marriage-bed fragrant with flowers aquiver for the Spring. |
| [01:16.076] | And when he comes, |
| [01:17.398] | our murdered dreams shall wake; |
| [01:19.633] | and when he comes, |
| [01:20.936] | all the mute birds shall sing. |
| [01:56.592] | rhododendron slick, |
| [01:57.664] | and now climbing into an old-growth forest whose steepness had spared it from ever being logged. |
| [02:03.711] | But even here, |
| [02:05.160] | where a good oak-hickory canopy sheltered the ridge top, |
| [02:08.996] | last night's rain had pounded through hard enough to obscure the tracks. |
| [02:14.215] | She knew the animal's size from the path it had left through the glossy undergrowth of mayapples |
| [03:22.000] | and now climbing into an old-growth forest whose steepness had spared it from ever being logged. |
| [03:28.339] | But even here, |
| [03:29.678] | where a good oak-hickory canopy sheltered the ridge top, |
| [03:33.150] | last night's rain had pounded through hard enough to obscure the tracks. |
| [03:38.417] | She knew the animal's size from the path it had left through the glossy undergrowth of mayapples, |
| [03:44.323] | and that was enough to speed up her heart. |
| [03:47.534] | It could be what she'd been looking for these two years and more. |
| [03:51.655] | This lifetime. |
| [03:53.111] | But to know for sure she needed details, |
| [03:56.033] | especially the faint claw mark beyond the toe pad that distinguishes canid from feline. |
| [04:02.800] | That would be the first thing to vanish in a hard rain, |
| [04:05.824] | so it wasn't going to appear to her now, |
| [04:08.478] | however hard she looked. |
| [04:10.105] | Now it would take more than tracks, |
| [04:12.401] | and on this sweet, damp morning at the beginning of the world, |
| [04:16.098] | that was fine with her. |
| [04:18.053] | She could be a patient tracker. |
| [04:20.563] | Eventually the animal would give itself away with a mound of scat |
| [04:24.413] | (which might have dissolved in the rain, too) |
| [01:04.000] | where the rats long fed |
| [01:05.531] | sweep out our shame and in its place we' ll make a bower for love, |
| [01:10.109] | a splendid marriagebed fragrant with flowers aquiver for the Spring. |
| [01:16.076] | And when he comes, |
| [01:17.398] | our murdered dreams shall wake |
| [01:19.633] | and when he comes, |
| [01:20.936] | all the mute birds shall sing. |
| [01:56.592] | rhododendron slick, |
| [01:57.664] | and now climbing into an oldgrowth forest whose steepness had spared it from ever being logged. |
| [02:03.711] | But even here, |
| [02:05.160] | where a good oakhickory canopy sheltered the ridge top, |
| [02:08.996] | last night' s rain had pounded through hard enough to obscure the tracks. |
| [02:14.215] | She knew the animal' s size from the path it had left through the glossy undergrowth of mayapples |
| [03:22.000] | and now climbing into an oldgrowth forest whose steepness had spared it from ever being logged. |
| [03:28.339] | But even here, |
| [03:29.678] | where a good oakhickory canopy sheltered the ridge top, |
| [03:33.150] | last night' s rain had pounded through hard enough to obscure the tracks. |
| [03:38.417] | She knew the animal' s size from the path it had left through the glossy undergrowth of mayapples, |
| [03:44.323] | and that was enough to speed up her heart. |
| [03:47.534] | It could be what she' d been looking for these two years and more. |
| [03:51.655] | This lifetime. |
| [03:53.111] | But to know for sure she needed details, |
| [03:56.033] | especially the faint claw mark beyond the toe pad that distinguishes canid from feline. |
| [04:02.800] | That would be the first thing to vanish in a hard rain, |
| [04:05.824] | so it wasn' t going to appear to her now, |
| [04:08.478] | however hard she looked. |
| [04:10.105] | Now it would take more than tracks, |
| [04:12.401] | and on this sweet, damp morning at the beginning of the world, |
| [04:16.098] | that was fine with her. |
| [04:18.053] | She could be a patient tracker. |
| [04:20.563] | Eventually the animal would give itself away with a mound of scat |
| [04:24.413] | which might have dissolved in the rain, too |
| [01:04.000] | where the rats long fed |
| [01:05.531] | sweep out our shame and in its place we' ll make a bower for love, |
| [01:10.109] | a splendid marriagebed fragrant with flowers aquiver for the Spring. |
| [01:16.076] | And when he comes, |
| [01:17.398] | our murdered dreams shall wake |
| [01:19.633] | and when he comes, |
| [01:20.936] | all the mute birds shall sing. |
| [01:56.592] | rhododendron slick, |
| [01:57.664] | and now climbing into an oldgrowth forest whose steepness had spared it from ever being logged. |
| [02:03.711] | But even here, |
| [02:05.160] | where a good oakhickory canopy sheltered the ridge top, |
| [02:08.996] | last night' s rain had pounded through hard enough to obscure the tracks. |
| [02:14.215] | She knew the animal' s size from the path it had left through the glossy undergrowth of mayapples |
| [03:22.000] | and now climbing into an oldgrowth forest whose steepness had spared it from ever being logged. |
| [03:28.339] | But even here, |
| [03:29.678] | where a good oakhickory canopy sheltered the ridge top, |
| [03:33.150] | last night' s rain had pounded through hard enough to obscure the tracks. |
| [03:38.417] | She knew the animal' s size from the path it had left through the glossy undergrowth of mayapples, |
| [03:44.323] | and that was enough to speed up her heart. |
| [03:47.534] | It could be what she' d been looking for these two years and more. |
| [03:51.655] | This lifetime. |
| [03:53.111] | But to know for sure she needed details, |
| [03:56.033] | especially the faint claw mark beyond the toe pad that distinguishes canid from feline. |
| [04:02.800] | That would be the first thing to vanish in a hard rain, |
| [04:05.824] | so it wasn' t going to appear to her now, |
| [04:08.478] | however hard she looked. |
| [04:10.105] | Now it would take more than tracks, |
| [04:12.401] | and on this sweet, damp morning at the beginning of the world, |
| [04:16.098] | that was fine with her. |
| [04:18.053] | She could be a patient tracker. |
| [04:20.563] | Eventually the animal would give itself away with a mound of scat |
| [04:24.413] | which might have dissolved in the rain, too |