Mary Timony Tiger Rising
On the first day of independence
I walked out on to the street
And there was a desert
For as far as I could see.
On the second day of understanding
I turned into a tree
And I called out
But no one could hear me.
If you get the feeling that you can’t go on
Know I will be singing this song
by you In that horrible place
By the light on the Demon’s face.
Will we form our own constellation,
The Tiger rising in the sky
The strength of ages,
The will not to die
Or has this illness gotten you,
Will it kill you this time?
I saw you dive head first
Into a shallow pool of wine.
We ride on the waves of a furious sea,
We suffer into eternity
We climb the mountains of misery
Surrounding you, surrounding me.
