ANEW (Track 2 on Propolis)

they, the flowers and the trees
they fall
tired wings of revelry
resolved
kiss the petals at their feet
removed
what is left is meant to be
anew

and these stones hold memories
they do
from the wind that lovers tease
birds flew

clumsy fingers claw the ground
dig for
loving's faster beating sound
then more
say their pounding heart is there
close by
grasping for a river's flow
run dry

and these stones hold memories
they do
from the wind that lover's tease
birds flew

calling down from the branches
let come, let go
watch the blade of grass it dances
below

let come, let go...