And the bright mountain's rising
Of a globe with your fingers
You will increase and increase
And like the rest of our kind
In the breath of each tide
Do you remember?
Day without light
Lungs without breathing
She carried you down to the edge
And such kicks they are having
With their bitter knives
Sparks bloom in their eyes
And from your window at night
You are bound to your life
And cleaning their weapons
And the forest green and a limitless life
Past all of our dreaming
You were tracing the lines
On cliffs that tower from the rising seas
And they never look tired
Their bonfires glow where a tiger lies
Cool rivers, white wastes, desert shores
Will they never look tired?
Like a suckering vine
Of the dark river, and said
And grind his every bone to powder
That you looked at her
You will never grow tired
You will cling to your life
Though the water is wide
They laugh at his useless claws, and all
There were the star's little fires
Now the boys are away
And the armory lights
Horse without rider
Do you remember?
Like a mother and child
Slashing away at the forest walls
It is a beautiful night to be born to this life
