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Feeding Fields

from II by Our Lady

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Feeding Fields

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Please tell me something I've been needing ever since that night
Holding the cutter, pressing down on my arms because I am weak
Like the last time I took you home
You won't feel any better where you lay your head
You lift the anchor but can you carry it
Footsteps pressed down in the dirt
To be covered by ash
From the embers of our bodies
Cuts carved like us in bone
I can't keep feeding the wolves
And I won't turn it's teeth on myself
And I'm not sure how to tell myself how to heal again
I'm not ready to the step from this stone
My fragile little head
Let me tell you what I've learned of all these scars
Oh my god these nights are reeling through the black
Well I just can't go back to that
Like lovers do, took you for all that you lack
Placed your arms like stone on my back
I can't keep feeding the wolves
And I won't turn it's teeth on myself
Blame the faults in ourselves
Drank from the rivers where we cleaned
Well we wandered from the ash with your head in your hands
The pushed down packs of cigarettes
The covers from our bed
And the water will pour back around my neck
Well I called a foe a foe
Haulted the horses in their march
The breath marks as the window wanes
The pain is just the pain
And as we cleared the river beds
Buried our dead and leaned our heads down
Pressing flowers into dirt
Heaving prowess into worth
And there was nothing I could do

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from II, released November 15, 2013

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