I'm Clean Now

And I'm clean now

Mimicking hawks

I've climbed to the top of a poisonous valley

Valleys, pastel sheets bless my feet

Violet flowers weep beneath my feet

Call the subordinate valley, to repeat

(Repeat) Like an infant's cry

Rise and echo forward, rise and echo forward

To the water's edge to meet the beating of the waves

And form some kind of truce, love uneven

Water whispering, the absent pattern of your feet

Our love echoed the valley

Crying low into the land

Hiding it's flowered head from the wind

Hiding it's flowered head from the wind