Paroles de Grief In Exile

On a hallowed wind The song of a missing twin I could have sworn that he’d be dead (laid to rest) In a sweet grass and cedar bed (dressed in his best) A child of God an ancient seed smile (all the while) A grief in exile A grief in exile Grief in exile Hold on tight and like a child You won’t miss a beat, you’ll just skip stones A lioness and a coward My power prowess and prayer My truth feeding in the lair Bloody paws mane of flowers Our powers out magic theirs Our truth feeding in the lair So gather the necessities For a ceremony, oh life! Only take what you need And learn to give thanks for your time Abalone shells sage and cedar Tend to the coals that feed Imaginations of ether Beat with the arteries That burn with a humble fever Tend to the ones in need Of an honorable griever Bend with the corn and weed out The creeping deceiver All the while Grief in exile Hold on tight and like a child You won’t miss a beat, you’ll just skip stones A lioness and a coward My power prowess and prayer My truth feeding in the lair Bloody paws mane of flowers Our powers out magic theirs Our truth feeding in the lair So gather the necessities For a ceremony, oh life! Only take what you need And learn to give thanks for your time Abalone shells sage and cedar Tend to the coals that feed Imaginations of ether Beat with the arteries That burn with a humble fever Tend to the ones in need Of an honorable griever Bend with the corn and weed out The creeping deceiver