You so fleet and youthful must have split a thousand apples

Oh I watched you as you steadied first your heart then your breath

Venturing out you scanned a thousand blades of grass

And when you drew your bowstring it was a swift and cordial death

As you stood in the wilderness

Did you feel the silence in the stillness

That was me with you in the forest

For you knew the balances

The balances before us

I was guarding Crystal Crystal Creek

Oh a tree it's a record a home of memories

And every bird springs from an old master's canvas full in flight

And the pond I go to sparkles in a vast estuary

And those men saw nothing staring drunken through their sites

The one who spied me out as goods to plunder

I had to show the world that he was not a true hunter

That was me

When he saw me naked

He was interrupting

Something sacred

I was guarding Crystal Crystal Creek

And the newsmen circled leaving trails of cigarette butts

Machine-like up the hill to Crystal Creek

“ James ” she said “ who would do this thing I ' ve seen today

I cannot hold my mic my hands are shaking knees are weak ”

“ They found a man and he was wrapped in a deerskin

Riddled through with boxes of his friends'ammunition

Turn the camera off ” she said

That was me

Oh my noble animals

You must act with reverence

With reverence not like cannibals

I was guarding Crystal Crystal Creek