speechless the eagle and the weasel

Laurie Anderson

It was August. Summer of 82. You had that rusty old car And me I had nothing better to do You picked me up. We hit the road. Baby me and you. We shot out of town Drivin fast and hard Leaving our greasy skid marks In people s back yards. We were goin nowhere. Just drivin around. We were goin in circles. And me I was just hanging on. Like in that Annie Dillard book Where she sees that eagle With the skull of a weasel Hanging from its neck And here s how it happened, listen. Eagle bites the weasel. Weasel bites back They fly up to nowhere. Weasel keeps hangin on. Together forever. We were goin nowhere. Just drivin around. You did all the talking and me I didnt make a sound If I open my mouth now I ll fall to the ground If I open my mouth There s so much I d say Like I can never be honest. Like I m in it for the thrill. Like I never loved anyone. And I never will. Eagle bites the weasel. Weasel bites back. They fly up to nowhere. Wesel keeps hanging on. Together forever. I remember that old coat. My gran