Patti Smith

The wall is high, the black barn,
The babe in my arms in her swaddling clothes
And I know soon that the sky will split
And the planets will shift,
Balls of jade will drop and existence will stop.
Little sister, the sky is falling, I dont mind, I dont mind.
Little sister, the fates are calling on you.
Ah, here I stand again in this old lectric whirlwind,
The sea rushes up my knees like flame
And I feel like just some misplaced joan of arc
And the cause is you lookin up at me.
Oh baby, I remember when you were born,
It was dawn and the storm settled in my belly
And I rolled in the grass and I spit out the gas
And I lit a match and the void went flash
And the sky split and the planets hit,
Balls of jade dropped and existence stopped, stopped, stop, stop.
Little sister, the sky is falling, I dont mind, I dont mind.
Little sister, the fates are calling on you.
I was goin crazy, so crazy I knew I could break through with you,
So with one hand I rocked you and with one heart I reached for you.