Broken Tongue

I never, oh
I never, oh
I never rose
Before the sun
With shaggy head
And broken tongue
Not all is lost
To fear and time
An ancient light
Begins to shine
Go and make the rubbings from the grave
Count the tiny seeds that we could save
See the lichens blooming in the cracks
End the day with full hearts and tired backs
Then life woke up
And brushed my face
Just red and sounds
In outer space
And deep inside
A primal breath
It urges mе
Pick up the thread
Go and make thе rubbings from the grave
Count the tiny seeds that we could save
See the lichens blooming in the cracks
End the day with full hearts and tired backs
I never, oh
I never, oh