Front cover winterlings poems that live as people
Front cover winterlings poems that live as people
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  1. Your Son Is With The Wilderness

From the album Poems That Live As People

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Lyrics

Your Son is With The Wilderness

He is with the antlers in the dusk.
He is one of them as you are one of uuuuuuuuus

Your son is with the wilderness now
Your son is with the wilderness now
Your son is with the wilderness now

When he breathed, his wings were tucked in tight
Now you cannot see him with your eyes
Wish against the river but you cannot question time.
Music made with all your days, that will say goodbye x3 eye eye eye

Your son is with the wilderness now
Your son is with the wilderness now
Your son is with the wilderness now

BRIDGE:
And you will see him, sometimes, fleeting,
in a trembling trumpet’s shine.
Now he’s standing with no body
On a cliff above the tide.
And when he lifts his arms, o mama
They have turned to light.

Repeat CHORUS

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