My Sister's Tiny Hands - Andrew Bird

We came in this world together

Legs wrapped around each other

My cheek against my sister’s

We were born like tangled vine

We lived along the river

Where the black clouds never lingered

The sunlight spread like honey

Through my sister’s tiny hands

But while picking sour apples

In the wild waving grasses

Sister stumbled in the brier

And was bitten by a snake

Every creature casts a shadow

Under the sun’s golden fingers

And as the sun sinks past the waving grass

Some shadows are dragged along

So alone, I took to drinking

Bottles of cheap whiskey

And I staggered through the backwoods

Killing snakes with a sharpened stick

Oh, but still I heard her laughing

In the wild waving grasses

Still her tiny hands went splashing

At the river’s sparkling shore

So I took my rusty gas can

And an old iron shovel

And I set the woods to blaze

And choked the river up with stones

Every creature casts a shadow

Under the sun’s golden fingers

And as the sun sinks past the waving grass

Some shadows are dragged along