Wake Up Woman

Wake up woman It's far too late for dreaming Your dress needs pressing and your hair needs brushing And the children are tearful and hungry Wake up woman The waves are on the shore now The trees are falling and the birds are screaming At the horror of morning on the great wild Huron And rain, oh rain Acid and holy, it stings and it rings for the world And stains, blood stains Soaking your bedsheets, your sadness is tangled and curled Wake up woman The marble's maiden's lowly The kinsmen hate her and the people scorn her Through stone she cries for heaven and its lies And she turns to rain, oh rain We kneel in the moonlight and beg that she'll go away But they can't say how much you'll find in the mud and the meadows Wake up woman Look outside your window The streets are filling and the clocks are breaking The bandits have branded the moon Wake up woman It's time to go and pray now The cards are folding, the earth is sighing The night is taking