Woodcat

Woodcat, oh once a girl
but not since the incident
Lives in the darkness making friends with the animals
Eyes burning yellow 
I miss your sweet kisses
I miss having coffee in bed watching TV

The ghost of an image 
it's just fleeting glimpses
You're there then you're gone 
through the roots and the nettles
I miss your hard edges 
I miss your bone marrow
I miss having coffee in bed watching TV

And we all had a lovely time

I'll look for a man 
to turn me into a hare
Just like they did 
when you did what you did
And the court came around 
and the verdict flew out
And the rats ran about 
and the change trickled down

And they left your brown body 
gentle and shivering
Back in the clearing 
with the deer in the evening
And I'll come and find you; 
small sleek and silent
And we'll live like lovers 
in an old wooden rhyme

And we're in for a lovely time

Come close up to me, 
fire in an open hearth
Raised in a vessel 
of our only action
Some satisfaction, 
some sweet satisfaction
From all of this everything, 
spun 'round the middle

And they said it was a lovely time