Scarlet Gown

Give me your cast-off cigarette
The one your lips pressed on
Give me the glass that you left behind
Streaked with the traces of dawn
Give me the scrap of your scarlet gown
Whose hem tore when you slammed the door
Give me the ghost of your body and soul
That I'll never hold any more

Give me the light of the summer stars
That bathed us in your father's barn
Give me the fire of the horses below
As they stirred at the approach of the storm
Give me the scent of the pouring rain
That flavored the taste of your kiss
Give me the moment of ignorance
That I could ever lose something like this

I'll take whatever I can get
From the wreckage of a love that's burned down
If it's just your cast-off cigarette
Or a scrap of your scarlet gown

Give me the road that we walked down
Before it forked to a future of pain
Give me the mist that clung to our skin
And the wind with its wordless refrain
Give me the smudge of mascara
That the night left beneath your dark eyes
Give me the world that you tore away
When you shrugged and said your goodbyes

I'll take whatever I can get
From the wreckage of a love that's burned down
If it's just your cast-off cigarette
Or a scrap of your scarlet gown