Time-Sacred Animals
Can I borrow your time
Am I losing my mind
My skin is aching
My brittle bones are breaking breaking
It's so bracing outside
Showers and showers of unhappiness
Pulling air to the little tunnels in my brain
I can hear the familiar voices rumble rumble
I can feel my life in those hand tremble tremble
I had a dream that I had heavy feet
And that kept you from her sleep
I had a dream that I was gushing streets alone
I had a dream that I was told to keep
Oh wash it from her sleep
Had a dream husbands did stripped the widow's bones