Wolves

After all of this circling
All of this surfacing
All the rewinding and all the backsliding
And now
It leads back to now

In the ashes of offerings
Eyes of the endings
The twisted unbendings
The remnants of everything
You
I’ll leave it with you

And the wolves that we once were
And the wolves that we once were
Can’t find me now
Can’t find me now

And the wolves that we once were
And the wolves that we once were
Can’t find me now
Can’t follow me now

You drift with the tide of it
Crawl up inside of it
Change the direction
And smash the reflection
Again
But you’ll be here again and again and again and again

It’s not the forever you thought that you’d hold it for
The price that you sold it for
The story you told
But I still
I remember it still

And the wolves that we once were
And the wolves that we once were
Can’t find me now
Can’t find me now

And the wolves that we once were
And the wolves that we once were
Can’t find me now
Can’t follow me now

Santa Muerte Waltz

Please don’t come back to me, darling
I haven’t enough breath to give
If the moon rises over my body
I might summon enough strength to live

Please don’t come back for me, darling
There isn’t much left but the bones
When the sun rises over this desert
I will follow the road to my home

Please don’t come back for me darling
I don’t have enough breath to give
If the sun rises over my body
I might not have enough strength to live

The wind at my back, it is howling
The blood in my veins runs so cold
If I don’t make it through till the morning
You can bury my secrets like gold

Please don’t come back for me, darling
There isn’t much left but the bones
If the moon lights my way and god’s willing
I will follow the road to my home

A shadow falls over the mountains
A fire in the distance still burns
If I find my way out of this wasteland
I’ll remember the lessons I’ve learned

Lyrics #1

All of the stories but none of the danger

Secondhand scars from secondhand strangers

Forgive every sin you can wear on your sleeve

Its all you never wanted and all you need

You’re a patchwork saint, you’re a poor man’s muse

You could have had a dream, at least you’ve got nothing to lose

With your Magdelene heart and your bittersweet grace

You’ve still got time, but none to waste

 

Resurrection

My friends and I, we rise again like the Phoenix
My friends and I, we rise again like Lazurus
My friends and I, we’re not afraid to die
In fact, it seems like that’s all we ever do
And each morning, we rise again
And we write it all down again
And every day the words mean more
Until it’s all worth dying for