These Golden Jewels

I left a black shoe hanging from a telephone wire I threw hubcaps in the bushes filled the creek with burning tires I drove circles in the meadow threw tvs off a cliff I scattered dirty needles in a gra*sy ditch Shopping carts of garbage overturned in silver ponds in fields of wild mustard I abandoned several cars at the edge of town these golden jewels I left them all for you You, hiding in the falling leaves and the spider's dew-dropped ring You, lying in the muddy river with ten thousand wild wings I will set the world on fire pluck the stars down from the sky if you will spend with me, my dear a single summer night at the edge of town my golden jewel I'm waiting here for you