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Evil Crawls the Line
06:54
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Evil Crawls the Line
Bare the light
Guide death for to carry us home
We went out to find
What kept our brothers from making it home
We were meant to tend
The shapes which our minds can bend
Need we even defend
All that which begins again?
Searched but couldn't seem to find
The bottom of what we could still survive
Women bring to life
All that water believed to be right
But evil crawls the line
Of that which begins divine
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Bend the light
Arcing for to carry us home
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Circle of Signs
04:44
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Circle of Signs
In the red budding of love
Forgot we even had blood
Sea of roses calls our bluff
Sea of horses rose to meet us
In the circle of signs
Salt our time
Buoyant, fine
In the rise
Of every woman, man, creature, tide, child
Licking their wounds to see if they're still wild
In this reckless, generational dive
Licking at our friends
Who we’re trying to revive
An incomprehensible weight of the times
Most pivotal, honorable, to be alive
And she burns
California’s turn
Will we ever learn?
Here in the circle of pines
All eyes turn to whites
Pile of our insides
Nothing, nothing left to hide
With prophesy, prayer & sacrament the youth will rise
Still—lynchings, screen addictions, evilness, lies
What will it take
Do we even need to survive?
Is this birth canal too tight
For that star-swaddled consciousness
To come earthside?
An incomprehensible weight of the times
Most pivotal, honorable, to be alive
My love burns
Will he ever return?
California, I’m yours
To ashes my heart’s turned
To ashes our hearts turn
So, just put them to rest
In uncertainty’s urn
Forgive us for each chance
We refused to learn
Book of the old ways—
Earth, Water, Seed, still turns
But we will pay
For every page burned
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Snake Hoop
05:44
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Snake Hoop
Shaking, head in hands, waking mind
Walking hand in hand for human kind
Grains of spirit winnowed infinitely through time
Greet the end with open arms
My friend, there you might find
Tail in your teeth
Snake hoop flowering with the vine
Tail in your teeth
Snake hoop flowering with the vine
Treasure, unearthing the buried mind
The wealth of love unfurling from your spine
’Til we meet again my friend
And commit to consign
Our souls to the stars
With light at last aligned
Tail in our teeth
Snake hoops flowering with the vine
Tail in your teeth
Rolling deep with the divine
Tail in your teeth
Snake hoops flowering with the vine
Been acquainted
With apparitions in the night
Hoods sewn from the gaunt waving stripes
Falling grains of spirit
Through the hourglass of life
Dare you to greet the end
With a smile beaming bright
And you just might find
Snake hoop flowering with the vine
Offer up your feet
Ouroboros selflessly shines
Fork tongued as emerald scales
Eternally unwind
Tail in your teeth
Snake hoops flowering with the vine
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Végre Vissza
07:22
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Végre Vissza (Finally Return)
Ashen faces, forests blazing
Oh, what have we done?
I daydream of tying lying tongues
And who would dare drive a knife through the future
Of their very own young?
Who would dare to set fire to the lungs
Of the future generations?
Is there any of this madness to be undone?
Or is the web of change always being spun?
Are these songs of change always to be sung?
Holding my own head
Sucking my thumb like a wee babe
Am I the comfort for which I have often prayed?
Or am I still that dragon I could have sworn that I’d slayed?
Am I still the witch they tried so hard to burn away?
Are you that child from the riptide I tried but couldn’t save?
Datura at the foot of the earthly lover’s grave
Is this our final bed we’ve left so crudely made?
I have kissed my own lonely lips, wiped my sodden cheeks
Is this a deadly longing been bestowed to me?
Am I not half the woman I could have sworn to be?
Were you not that hermit who had promised wings?
Are we not the freedom witnessed through the spring?
I’ve heard liberty’s bell ringing even over screams
Am I not that anchored woman who’s battled the sea?
Am I not treasure enough to keep?
Now where’s that Holy Ghost, or did we spook it?
Where’s that gentle one I’ve died a hundred lives to meet?
He who over coals did walk and truth only did speak
Who, starving, parted fields of corn
And gold ears did not eat nor steal
There’s this fancy hole in my heart I still seem to need to fill
So kneel at the feet of the mother you know is here to heal
For this great shift I know we were born to feel
But that selkie woman’s seal skin must be returned for real
And seal with love cracks that run through the hearts of wounded men
From this prophesied fall, are we all to ascend
And finally return to balance with the feminine?
And finally return to balance
And finally return
And finally return
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Mariee Siou Sierra City, California
Mariee Siou (formerly Sioux) was raised in Northern California in the Sierra Foothills. She's been writing and sharing songs, in the nature of the healing arts, for over 15 years. Her riveting poetry mixed with her ethereal music has often been described as medicinal and visionary. ... more
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