Birthrite

from BIRTHRITE

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  • Birthrite

Blanket all the wildwood flowers
Shadows come
Colored by the morning hours
And water drops

Gorgeous is the songbird’s smile
When she’s happy
Flying, for a little while
she’s not lonely

Dance tippy top upon the wind
Twirl all your feathers in the sun
Yes, death has just begun
Yes, death has just begun

Gathers every breath she has
fills hollow bones
She’s free when she flies
It’s her birthrite

Dance tippy top upon the wind
Twirls all your feathers in the sun
Yes, death has just begun
Yes, death has just begun