Ice first
the last deserves
a body of earth
the fire to curse
a tree
a light
with sparks
o' night
this land
this home
four corners
we roam
tonight we fly
tonight we fight
tonight we stomp
tonight we strike
tonight we sing
tonight we eat
tomorrow will come
and now we sleep
mourning
in morning
the wolf devoured the moon
lost
and lonely
he comes again soon
I met o' a meadow
I crept on a creek
twelve rivers divide you
in the nine worlds we seek
giants
or gods
great odin
he sought
to create
us as humans
and the earth
we forgot
Performance from the Musician's Voice
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Glass bones
Where the lonely wolf roams
so the lady calls her home
if ever a song she sung
it failed to fill her lungs
beholden to none
unknown in a hum
what's done is done
now dare not cast a stone.
Glass bones
Glass bones
my house, my home
Glass bones
bums dome
brings a nomad home
when the fire burns
mix the heat and the dirt
form a body of earth
for the gods to insert
with terra-cotta clothes
the essence of one
glass bones
glass bones
my house, my home
glass bones
Wolf skin wrap
buried home
what once was above
is now below
hollow head
hollow coat
hollow breathe
hollow notes
who dared to cast a stone
at my poor glass bones?
so the lady calls her home
if ever a song she sung
it failed to fill her lungs
beholden to none
unknown in a hum
what's done is done
now dare not cast a stone.
Glass bones
Glass bones
my house, my home
Glass bones
bums dome
brings a nomad home
when the fire burns
mix the heat and the dirt
form a body of earth
for the gods to insert
with terra-cotta clothes
the essence of one
glass bones
glass bones
my house, my home
glass bones
Wolf skin wrap
buried home
what once was above
is now below
hollow head
hollow coat
hollow breathe
hollow notes
who dared to cast a stone
at my poor glass bones?
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