Clothed In Roots And Fire Lyrics - Singles - Bruno Benetton Free Band

what rounds a hard day 

as if the slow knife 

pops suddenly 

an innocent skin 

a hushed wincing 

shame of what falls 

shadow & burning truths 

a genuine turn 

of grief 

cut in a boat 

untethered 

does it matter 

to the far shore 

the press of a foot 

Clothed in roots and fire 

Clothed in roots and fire 

when the dead are buried 

& their ghosts sleep 

in stars 

the light still bends at the stone 

& sorrow grinds 

the price of blooms 

how she 

carries the question we cannot bear 

Clothed in roots and fire 

Clothed in roots and fire 

fire