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There’s a crack in the altar
Pale light through the break
Like crooked teeth
And I couldn’t fault her
Knowing what was at stake
But nothing of underneath
And the hills move like lungs
The river speaks in tongues
And I am not alone
Naked Shenandoah
Shaking me down
Banks lined with foam
And I saw you trembling
All wrapped up in a towel
Afraid to go home
And the sky
There’s a crack in the altar
Pale light through the break
Like crooked teeth
And I couldn’t