The North

I heard you call my name

Out in the yellow gorse

In the shadow of a hill

In the whispers from the north

I saw they left you out

Come here and dance with me

Pick up your human heart, drag it in the sea

Are you afraid of reflection

Are you afraid of love

Are you still hoping for some sign from up above

Are you the copper seams

Hold in our earthly core

Well, I beg you to be human

Whatever that might mean

Kiss me like I’m

Kiss me like I’m

Kiss me like I’m fire itself

I woke me up in the mess

With an endless remorse

Woke up in this horror

Without a human voice

The talons of a hawk

Teeth sharpened like a blade

And here you are in robes

A sickle and a blade

Truth will out

On your knees

Hands untied

Look at me

Truth will out

Dare I speak

Through the narrow

Through the trees