If These Wild Winds Are Yours

I lay down on my bed
Water drips from the ceiling
Out in the yard
The fertile ground
I hear your dog
I hear him howl
He's so confused
He has to be
So foreign and familiar to the coyotes
But the life that you need isn't here, isn't here
You are like an old tree
Shaking off all your dead leaves
But if I lay down across your path
If I lift my face, out from my mask
And if I hear your voice
Then I'll hear your scream
Then I'll hear your calling
From inside of me
But I don't know where to look in my brain
You are like a frozen lake
To which I swim, to which I bathe
And I'm not sure
If these wild winds are yours
Or if they belong to a storm



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Adams Dahlke, Nicholas J Lussier, Micah Benjamin Rubin, Alixandra Page
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