Hundred Waters - Gather lyrics

rate me

This started out as some things do

One wispy wire,

one thin, lone shoot

and it spread ahead before me

and where I used to run, it outran me

Many buzzing fights we all contain

many many veined and cellophane

we are twisted from fibers, wound to thread

and we will wind ourselves til we're dead

That black boil weighs like a pit of ink

and it sits in many chests,

where it sags and sinks

I know it well, it knows me

but it has known many more before me

From our tissues and from our strands

Sits a figure with outstretched hands

Saying we can sit solitary

We can crouch in sanctuary

Or we can gather

Our threads into rope

and pull

Thanks to ghosthussy for correcting these lyrics