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Woolen Blankets

from Varuna by The Republic Of Wolves



I had alot to say 
before they sewed my mouth shut 
Out on a rosy field, 
between a cross and crescent 

I had a love so pure 
I had to leave her behind. 
I never told her why
Did I ever tell myself why? 

I kept a steady hand 
as we untied the bowline, 
Off of a ragged pier 
during a grey-haired sunset. 

Past the old tree and the coal mine, 
We deserted all the burdens of the land 
Traded all that aging clay 
For the urgency and anger of the sea 

A hundred fading prayers 
sewn into woolen blankets 
And my father's rosary 
twisted around my frail uncertain wrist 

I'd heard a soul could float 
But could it swim to safety? 
Well I'm scared that when this ends 
I may not even have one 
at all. 

And you said, 
"I do believe that hope 
is just a grand distraction 
from the walls you will have to climb." 
So pick up your weeping feet 
and just start moving forward 
And don't look back to see if she's there. 


from Varuna, track released November 30, 2010


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