we were sitting round a dying fire

somebody lit incense

somebody lit a cigarette

and passed a bottle around

it was just strawberry season

backbreaking pickers in the patches

everythings burning down to ashes

and down to the ground

she's saving me

i don't even think she knows it

it's a strange way to show it as distant as

last nights dream unravels

she's saving me

i'm a very lost soul

i was born with a hole in my heart

the size of my land locked travels



i try to put it aside

but it's too much bigger than me

there's a big brown hawk in the tree

lighting and leaving

and there's tea leaves tossing

heads up pennies in my pocket

dead star like a rocket

the arc of my grieving

she's saving me

i don't even think she knows it

its a strange way to show it

as distant as last nights dream unravels

she's saving me

i'm a very lost soul

i was born with a hole in my heart

the size of my land locked travels



the sky pours out biblical rain

then days so still the beauty gives you pain

the heatwave kills the green

and she remains unseen

but colors up my dreams

with all things blooming



this is not all there is

it's not a kingdom

it's not an angry god

it feels like her

it feels like no fear

it feels like no doubt

it feels like inside out

the ashes stir

she's saving me

i don't even think she knows it

such a strange way to show it as distant as

last nights dream unravels

she's saving me

i'm a very lost soul

i was born with a hole in my heart

the size of my land locked travels








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