BLOOD FROM THE ROCK

your menstrual blood smeared on my belly
that's the blood of the Lamb
blood from the cradle
blood from Jerusalem

blood from the rock
blood from the rock

if I'm mowed down tomorrow morning
like a ripe blade of grass
no regrets or unsipped Maker's Mark
in my bedside glass

just blood from the rock
blood from the rock
blood from the rock
blood from the rock

I know you write your diary
in your Bible-black bedside book
I know you don't lock it
I know you want me to take a look

hey that kudzu crawling through your window
into your shower stall
in your cool green basement apartment
with your 3D Buddhas on the wall

and your blood from the rock
blood from the rock

and there's bloody snowflakes falling now
and there's bloody lightning in the sky
I'm in here making love to you
while the end of the world goes whipping by

but we got blood from the rock
blood from the rock
blood from the rock
blood from the rock

I know you write the future
in your Bible-black bedside book
I know you don't lock it
I know you want me to take a look

hey blood from the rock
blood from the rock
blood from the rock
blood from the rock