Bloodline Lyrics

Down on the banks of the living stream Not so far from our home You never
know what's waiting there. So better not go alone Come with me my little one
And see how time unfolds Hear the reeds sing in the wind All our stories
untold.

Down on the banks of the living stream Oh take your time to get in A lover's
knot and glint of gold A cold hand on your skin Wave goodbye my pretty one
Our time will come again We'll change the path the song we sing But our blood
stays the same.

Waiting for me by the prison door Your footsteps in the snow. Vapour trails
in a cloudless sky The nameless towns below Shake your head my lovely one
I'll meet you on the road Where the reeds sing in the wind And no one else ever goes.


My face is here in the wild fire My face is here in the wildfire Myself alone
breathing in the night wind

My face is here where the moonlight wanders And the periwinkle grows I can
hear the rooks in their light sleep crow

My face is here in the stone wave Hidden in the ditches and the holloways
With the pebbles beneath my feet Shining softly like dying stars And the dogs
bark far from here

My face is here in the maelstrom My fossil bones juting out into the night
air And the insects, sacred whirling through my green black life-riddled hair

My head blows in the wake of plunder obscene A ghost wildness of pollen and
seeds

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