Ravens Lyrics - Mount Eerie

In October 2015, I was out in the yard 

I just finished splitting up the scrap two-by-fours into kindling 

Glanced up at the half moon pink chill refinery cloud light 

Two big blackbirds flew over, their wings whooshing and low 

Two ravens, but only two 

Their black feathers tinted in the sunset 

I knew these birds were omens but of what I wasn't sure 

They were flying out toward the island where we hoped to move 

You were probably inside 

You were probably aching, wanting not to die 

Your body transformed 

I couldn't bear to look so I turned my head west 

Like an early death 

Now I can only see you on the fridge in lifeless pictures 

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And in every dream I have at night 

And in every room I walk into 

Like here, where I sit the next October 

Still seeing your eyes 

Pleading and afraid, full of love 

Calling out from another place because you're not here 

I watched you die in this room then I gave your clothes away 

I'm sorry, I had to 

Now I'll move 

I will move with our daughter 

We will ride over water 

With your ghost underneath the boat 

What was you is now but bones 

And I cannot be at home 

I'm running, reef flailing 

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The second time I went to Haida Gwaii it was just me and our daughter 

Only one month after you died my face was still contorted 

Driving up and down, boots wet inside, aimless and weeping 

I needed to return to the place where we discovered that 

Childless, we could blanket ourselves in the moss there 

For our long lives 

But when we came home you were pregnant 

And then our life together was not long 

You had cancer and you were killed 

And I'm left living like this 

Crying on the logging roads with your ashes in a jar 

Thinking about the things I'll tell you 

When you get back from wherever it is that you've gone 

But then I remember death is real 

And I'm still here in Masset 

It's August 12th, 2016 

You've been dead for one month and three days 

And we are sleeping in the forest 

There is sand still in the blankets from the beach 

Where we released you from the jar 

When we wake up, all the clothes that we left out are cold and damp just from the air permeating 

The grounds opens up 

Surrounded by growth 

Nurse logs with layers of moss and life 

Beyond the cedars, the sound of water 

Thick salal 

And God like huckleberries 

The ground absorbs and remakes whatever falls 

Nothing dies here 

But here is where I came to grieve 

To dive into it with you 

With your absence 

But I keep picking you berries