Finding A Woman

i have been my mother's need
my father's way back home
and the days that happened to me
are the days that i won't know

i have seen your head break clean
red bottles of envy and love
in a city made for no one to be beautiful enough
i am finding a woman
who will be my friend

and the days you've interest in arms to hold
sweet syllables in your ears
far away has taken you so long
and so far away from here

i have seen you banging in your dreams
you whip and holler unknown
in the minutes made of sunbeams
the hours made of stone
i am finding a woman
who will be my friend