"stinging nettle, honeysuckle" (blessed feathers)

(fotografia de beth moysés, "despiértate", 2007)


"There's poison words just gurgling
At the base of your throat
You swallow them back down

You and yours they bring me down
With nails their grudging hammer falls
Not meant for wedding gowns

And though we wont be there's memories I'll still keep

You're holding hands with some new girl
You braid her hair into curls
Because I set you free

I hope you plan to speak to her
In the sweetest honeysuckle words
Stinging nettle though I'll be

I'm sorry dear with all my heart
With tears I broke your fragile heart
I opened up your cage

I hope you're well and doing fine
And found a love as pure as mine
We're on a brand new page" (1)

blessed feathers



(1) retirado do cd dos blessed feathers, from the mouths of the middle class (2011)