Souls steal the rain
Soak up all the water in the air
Dawn lays bruised

So many nights of light from the moon
Weight falls darlin'


A house of stone filled
Sing to the willing
(Echos of the old rope hands

Brines the vines, hard heel of bread
Light from the)
Weight falls darlin'


Souls rain vine
(Steal the bread, the second one down

Spike the well, purr of moan)
The purr of your moan
Echoes off of night crawlers in the air


Salt bead skin
Brines the vines and flowers

For bees and krill
Weight falls darlin'


Souls rain vine
(Steal the bread, the second one down
Spike the well, purr of moan)