And the tall trees all have fell down
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And they scattered seeds on the ground
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And one is lost and one is found
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Water is moving underground
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When I was a young girl
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I would sleep in a tall tree
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On the down of bending boughs
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And from the mount of his shoulders
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I would traverse the valleys
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Through his dusk and dawning eyes
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"I will let you in," says the doe to my arrow
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"and you will wear my bones and my skin"
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Hunting my dress
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Love is ruthless
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And in the nest from the forest
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I would carry an ember
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And with a burning heart we'd walk
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And when he asks me to rest with him
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I would lay down my fire
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And in that heart we'd sing and talk
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I am a racoon
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And you are an owl
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I will run from you in the middle of the night
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And we will stike a truce in the the billowing tower
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And we'll eclipse the moon with a fire light
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Hunting my dress
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Love is ruthless
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You love me in my dreams
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It's easier when I'm fast asleep
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But I don't want you to come to me anymore
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The river bed has married me
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So I don't want you to come to me anymore
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And out of ashes comes morning
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And the ritual of bathing
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In the pools at bridal falls
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And from the mouth of my lover
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I will drink of the river
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And kiss his jade and marble walls
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You have spilled the red from my heart with your arrow
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And you will make my bed under the red grass
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And I will give my flesh and my blood and my marrow
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And you will wear my bones and my skin
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Hunting my dress
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Love is ruthless
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And the tall trees all fell down
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And they scattered seeds on the ground
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One is lost and one is found
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Water is moving underground
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And you're the one who showed to me the sky
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It's so much more than you and I
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And darling I wish I had the time
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The river is whispering goodbye
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Bye
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Bye
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Hunting My Dress
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Jesca Hoop |