I need this unreeling of heartache, and
the downtown turnaround.
--Over, and over and over.
When you gonna come back, baby?
--Over and over and over.
Why did you leave me?
The god of all things reached
Behind the counter, pulled up a sour dishrag and
Cleaned off the mess.
--We all went tumbling down.
I said, Over and over and over.
--We all went tumbling down
c Joy Harjo Denver April 7, 2010