quiet   quiet down she said   speaking to the back of his head   on the edge of her bed   i can see your blood flow   your cells grow      hold still a while   don’t spill the wine   i can see it all from here   i can see   i can see   weather systems of the world      and every time you turn the soil   another cloud begins to boil      some things you say   are not for sale   i would hold that we’re   all free agents   of a substance or scale      hold still a while   don’t spill the wine   i can see it all from here   i can see   i can see   weather systems of the world