Fionn Regan 100 Acres Of Sycamore
we'll go knuckle to knuckle,
and buckle against buckle,
your nostrils will flare
as you push out the air
rise up, brother
rise up from the trappings of flesh
and the holdings of skin
we'll stir the car
towards the reservoir
and poison our senses
as nightfall commences
rise up, brother
rise up from (?)
tonight, while you sleep
you'll be grinding your teeth
put your head out to north
out to south put your feet
rise up, brother
rise up from the pack
who are ( ) and drawing our blood
is that
i can hear the door on 100 acres of sycamore
ooh, flash my hand past your eyes in the air
but it won't break your step
is there anyone there?
with the four black winds blowing through
the ease of your mind
if he darkens your doorway,
you come and tell me
where are your resides
text me or bell me
rise up, sister
i'll make sure he never
darkens your doorway again
don't be a stranger
to me anymore
i'll hold the lantern
but you reel on the shore
rise up, sister
rise up from the black ships
that sail through the swan of your heart
is that
i can hear the door on 100 acres of sycamore
ooh, flash my hand past your eyes in the air
but it won't break your step
is there anyone there?
with the four black winds blowing through
the ease of your mind
those weasels in the weeds
awaited to jump us
one had a screwdriver
and one had a cutlass
we counted the beats
between thunder and lightning
1002, 1003
it's coming in from the sea
