Tiger Rising - Mary Timony

On the first day of independence

I walked out onto the street

For as far as I could see

On the second day of understanding

I turned into a tree

And I

That no one could hear me

can’t go on

Know I will be singing this song

Will we form our own constellation

The tiger rising in the sky

The will not to die

Or has this illness gotten you

Will it kill you this time

Into a shallow pool of wine

We ride on the wave of a furious sea

mountains of misery

Surrounding you, surrounding me