Beastly ball of fire all rolling in shame A rattle snake in the nest No legs, no eggs, no blame I hold a lake in each hand One for skating on, one for drowning in There are frozen wings your bed As you sleep outlined in white ghost Like your soul had been rolling in sheep Or had been wrapped up in birch bark Like a gift for the end When it finally finds me A mummy tree woman Becoming Mummy tree women Screaming Oh Oh Oh Homeopathic Stereo static Heroes in helmets Humming birds swarm the attic Trying so hard to explain But I can speak only in wool Might I knit from this mouth a train of cool water? For almonds I have seen your eyes So delicate your light Like a toothless bite Alien and as humble as a newt So sweet you almost killed me Like poisonous honey (mummy tree woman verse) Beautifully bruised when it kicked you with its hooves A headless stallion the color of a black rose A mole chews vigorously at my side While smoldering like a burning insect Innards have dried into wreaths and rattles Let’s meet at the Madrone's cradle Making landscapes out of felt We will learn about Succession Succession When a pond turns to a meadow A fawn into a raven A pond into a meadow A fawn into a raven Oh, raven
Beastly ball of fire all rolling in shame A rattle snake in the nest No legs, no eggs, no blame I hold a lake in each hand One for skating on, one for drowning in There are frozen wings your bed As you sleep outlined in white ghost Like your soul had been rolling in sheep Or had been wrapped up in birch bark Like a gift for the end When it finally finds me A mummy tree woman Becoming Mummy tree women Screaming Oh Oh Oh Homeopathic Stereo static Heroes in helmets Humming birds swarm the attic Trying so hard to explain But I can speak only in wool Might I knit from this mouth a train of cool water? For almonds I have seen your eyes So delicate your light Like a toothless bite Alien and as humble as a newt So sweet you almost killed me Like poisonous honey (mummy tree woman verse) Beautifully bruised when it kicked you with its hooves A headless stallion the color of a black rose A mole chews vigorously at my side While smoldering like a burning insect Innards have dried into wreaths and rattles Let’s meet at the Madrone's cradle Making landscapes out of felt We will learn about Succession Succession When a pond turns to a meadow A fawn into a raven A pond into a meadow A fawn into a raven Oh, raven
