the truth comes out as the fire burns low it comes to light as only embers glow the whiskey talks the west wind moans in the night the deadfall s gathered and the branches are cut kindling crackles and the smoke curls up the small sticks catch then the bigger stuff will burn chinook dies down as the dark descends pine has burned an the ash has cleansed the message smolders is lost but finally sent connie says she s never seen the cougars so bold they re comin in the yard and they re stealin young colts they drag em in the brush with the claws sunk in their nose the weather s been funny thirty years or so the winters got warm and not as much snow hear the big cats comin cuz there s nowhere left to go you gotta look out for bear when you re fishing on lee s creek they ll come round the bend and they ll make your knees weak there s grizzlies where there was no grizzly bears before well half heard voices from the ghosts from the graves the grandfathers tell us at the mouths of the caves only old chiefs older than jesus can save us now if we re lucky white man light a big fire stay cold the red man s warmer but the old man s old the antelope seeks the buffalo in the night the antelope mourns the buffalo in the night look out for bear when you re fishing on lee s creek they ll come round the bend and they ll make your knees weak there s grizzlies where there was no grizzly bears before the truth comes out as the fire burns low it comes to light as only embers glow the antelope mourns the buffalo in the night1