From the recording Remystify
Lyrics
What is this wisp of fear?
I suddenly see it's not as it appeared
It's not your gaze that I'm afraid of,
It's mine
What mystery might you see there?
What dark devil dining on eagret's blood?
What manner of predator am I?
What shining kindness might reflect in my eye?
This edge of a cliff, two humans' eyelace
This intimate feather, proximity of face
How little I know of what a human contains
As I whittle and sow seeds that bloom in the rain
You sit there in the candle song
Your eyes don't blink
Your mind doesn't think
Every manner of fire, orange, purple and blue
Lives here in the dark expanse of you
This edge of a cliff, two humans' eyelace
This intimate feather, proximity of face
How little I know of what a human contains
As I whittle and sow seeds that bloom in the rain