Cobra Tattoo

[Verse 1: John Darnielle] Sun just clearing the treeline when my day begins Slippery ice on the bridges, northeastern wind coming in You will bruise my head, I will strike your heel Drive past wind of northern pine, try not to let go of the wheel Dream at night Girl with a cobra tattoo on her arm It's head flaring out like a parachute [Verse 2] Prisms in the dew drops in the underbrush Skatecase sailor's purses floating down in the black needlerush Higher than the stars I will set my throne God does not need Abraham, God can raise children from stones Dream at night Girl with a cobra tattoo And try to hear the garbled transmissions come through