Heart of My Own

Under that burning ether that falls down on these walls

Burning my arms

I've been alone

When I sat by you

For every word I could undo

I've been uncrossed and I've been untrue

I've been the thorn

I've been the heart

But the heart of my own

Burn it down low

The light in your verse and the shadow between

The way that I was when I used to roam

If I go, what do I hold?

Oh, the maid or the mother I'll be

If only the loom and the thread would hold

It is work to be dancing out here

If tomorrow I'm mending the empty bones

There are roses that come without seeking

There are the ones that I have to sow

And your verses that I am repeating

The way that I was when I used to know

I wrote on these walls a simple charm

To keep the wolves at bay

Gave of my heart

The strength of my arms

To hold you close and safe

But I kept my eyes closed, I'll never know

Where the shadows are these days

I stood in the room of a house divided

Oh, and it washed away from me

It washed away from me, oh

And it washed away from me

It washed away to take my own

Burn it down low

The light in your verse and the shadow between

The way that I was when I used to know

If I go, what do I hold?

Oh, the maid or the mother I'll be

If only the loom and the thread would hold

It is work to be dancing out here

If tomorrow I'm mending the empty bones

There are roses that come without seeking

There are the ones that I have to sow

In your verses that I am repeating

The way that I was when I used to know