Groove Narmada - Scribe

We hope that we ever face, never fall;

clever traipse to higher ground.

Together fire, together weep, together wail, together watch, forever now this

medicinal light veil ablaze.

We pray that we give or take;

or sell our soul to breathe again.

Together tire, together sleep, together sow, together watch forever now this

perennial fire-god awake.

Forever fall, whoever did, we never will — wading back alone

Who’d ever cry, to sever now, forever will — turning back once more.

You’d never fly, forever now, whenever this — sinks into my bones

If we’re ever dead, whoever now, but never is — Who would ever know?

Your wings they’ll never soar.

Wear the cloak of neverwhere, you’re ready.

You’re already spoken for, desecrated now, you’ll never fly.

You’ll never fly.