Tall Tales

Tall tales unfolding…
A great sky to keep your secret
Safe with me
Deep winter beholding
What these brothers will tell of, come the spring
Well, is it true
I am you?
Oh, is it true?
But dark dreams bring the morning
Still, her whisper, the pillow folding in
But this child will remember
How his father is holding him
Well, is it true
I am you?
Oh, is it true?
And with each crackle of the fire
The wood is speaking
The flames dancing in her eyes
All the cold is pressing in
With the raven’s heaving
The seeds of laughter from a child
Fall all asleep now!
The dogs are dreaming
Into the embers cast your weary eyes
Come the morning
Her sweet smoke will wake you
Breathing you to life
Tall tales unfolding…
The great sky to keep your secret
Safe with me
Deep winter beholding
What sweet brothers will tell of come the spring
Oh, yes it’s true
I am you
Oh, yes it’s true
I am you