Where the Women Tell You the Weather But Never Ever What They Pray

[You and Me and The Devil Makes Three - Samual Adams]

Here's a prayer for the body buried by the interstate
Mother of a soldier, a tree in a forest up in flames
Black valley, peace beneath the city
Where the women hear the washboard rhythm in their bosom when they say
"Give me good legs and a Japanese car and show me a road"
-Iron and Wine, Peace Beneath the City