Woman is a Tree کے بول

Blow, winds, crack your cheeks I can't feel a thing anymore I'm superior mother I answer the call There is not other I capture the fall Down to earth I sink Every night I hear falling birds They crash to the pavement, they're crushed under foot All the beaks, oh the asphalt, I can't bear to look Harbour in your heart Oysters, shards of glass from the sea My blisters are burst where my scales used to be I foam at the mouth, carve an axe when you speak Woman is a tree Tenderfoot and peerless arrived Oh my darling is dripping in sequins and milk The fur of a fruit bat, our limbs line the fields Woman is a tree Livid hero, I am here With deluxe understanding I'll shelter your soul Sister of mine you will never grow cold Woman is a tree Man a clinging vine on the branch The voices of children are heard on the hill My heart is at rest now and everything's still