Woman is a Tree
Blow, winds, crack your cheeks
I can’t feel a thing anymore
I’m superior mother, I answer the call
There is no other, I capture the fall
Down to Earth, I sink
Every night I hear falling birds
They crash to the pavement, they’re crushed under foot
All the beaks, all the asphalt, I can’t bear to look
Harbour in your heart
Oysters, shards of glass from the sea
My blisters are burst where my scales used to be
I foam at the mouth, carve an axe when you speak
Woman is a tree
Tenderfoot and peerless arrived
Oh, my darling is dripping in sequins and milk
The fur of a fruit bat, our limbs line the fields
Woman is a tree
Livid hero, I am here
With deluxe understanding, I’ll shelter your soul
Sister of mine, you will never grow cold
Woman is the tree
Man a clinging vine on the branch
The voices of children are heard on the hill
My heart is at rest now and everything’s
Still
