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 me

Pick up the thread

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

I never, oh

I never, oh