Blood

I can hear your words on my tongue
blood
I can hear your gestures in mine
blood

My father taught me kindness, my mother taught me strength
and there’s someone in my line who taught me how to find the dark
till there’s no light left

Oh blood, oh blood
a tapestry of years that weaves through all of us
Oh blood
a tapestry that weaves through us

I can see your bitter in my eyes
blood
I have known your sadness with time
blood

Felt the warm ache of laughter, I’ve cried swimming pools in your name
and there’s someone in my line who’ll trespass intertwine wildfires
I cannot contain

Oh blood, oh blood
a tapestry of years that weaves through all of us
Oh blood
a tapestry of years that weave through all of us, through all of us, through all of us

Oh, the weight that lies so heavy in your spine
Oh, imperfect constellations that rewrite your life

Blood, Oh blood
a tapestry of years that weave through all of us
imperfect constellations that rewrite your life, write your life
oh blood, oh blood
oh blood, imperfect constellations that rewrite your life
oh blood, a tapestry of years that weave through all of us
imperfect constellations