Savaged Beauty

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lyrics

Savaged beauty
Will you comfort me?
With your tambourine you can part the seas
singing strange and soulful melodies...melodies

Oh the nature of this land
Is lost in my hand, I'm holding greens and thistles, Wishing they would grow again...
I've forgotten how to read, spell the changing of the seasons
the bird call in the fall means little to me

The trees tower over cant discern the day or hour

Illuminate this Forest with me
Illuminate this language of green
Illuminate this forest with me
Illuminate this language of green...

This Heather is a hospital where I go to heal my wounds
I wish you would come by sometime
Tough the buds before they bloom
Touch the buds before they bloom

Just leaving this city is an act of civil disobedience
Only trust the civilized world as much as you must
Just leaving this city is an act of civil disobedience
Only trust the civilized world as much as you must

And you know I need my hammer, I need my ink and pen
I love my lover with his gentleness within
I need to be quiet and then I need to be heard

The nature of this land is a wild bird

Is a wild bird..is a wild bird..is a wild bird..is a wild bird

Oh the nature of this land is lost in my hand
I'm holding greens and thistles wishing they would grow again
I'm holding greens and thistles wishing they would grow again
I've forgotten how to read, spell the changing of the seasons
The bird call in the fall means little to me.
Oh the bird call in the fall means little to me
The bird call in the fall the bird call in fall means little to me

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from Brambles, released September 10, 2016

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