If we were to find those lines
That lead us towards the end of time
Would you want to go?
Oh, oh
I ask, then break to separate
To scale the weight
Upon the gaze
Of
Two dwarf stars spinning
Into my arms, I'm fitting
My hands into shapes
To decay from an age
Where likeness creeps
Like a head into dreams
'Cause what I have seen
From these in turned knees
Is to go on home now
Wipe the ink out from my brow
Said the salt to fettered poor sows
'I've chosen to run along now'
If we were to spend our years
Removed from thoughts
From hopes
From fears
Could you find your way home?
I Speculate that rainy days
Our chance to lay like spoons prostrate
Between your arms
I'm slipping
I'm two dwarf stars begetting
Making light take shape
To reconstruct our day
WIth you and me
Granite beneath
And
Apologies came, but with no need
Let's go on home now
Wipe the past out from my brow
Familiar roads we follow south
The loving words would join our mouths
Following so close behind
I've taught myself to trace those leaf lined skies
Named but I couldn't mind
I've gone and hung up my coat
But after all could not be known
And whose to speak of clean cut stones
So worn off twice, but I'm frail
And this moment is fine
credits
from The Girl Of Beasts,
released August 19, 2016
Vocals, Instrumentation and Production: Gwyniver Rhy Norton
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