Will Stratton Tell Me Where Do I Begin Lyrics

Tell me--where do i begin?
With your lips, with your hair or with your skin?
All three fall as hard as stone
Into the hour of the snow
Tell me--what do i see first?
The scythe, the sickle, or the curse?
All three come up from the ground
And spread, so pretty and so brown
Tell me--what comes next?
Is it the hour of love or the hour of the hex?
Both thaw in summer but harden in the cold
It's time to let them settle, and together they'll grow old
Tell me--where do I leave off?
With the scythe, the sickle, or the cloth?
All three replenish what is gone
The aftertaste of wormwood, the ending of a song