Feathers

Fields

Winds that are crashing and clouds that are turning 
A premonition of sails that were burning 
Woke up in silence and looked out my window 
Its weathers like these turn women to widows 

Drawn by another into each other 
Lie in the heathers woven to covers 
Sleep like a deadwieght fragile as feathers 

Welcome the weights that will you back to me 
Call on the ravens and send them out to sea 
Feathers of stray birds that lead you the way home 
Its weathers that turn women to widows 

Drawn by another into each other 
Lie in the heathers woven to covers 
Sleep like a deadwieght fragile as feathers 

Drawn by another into each other 
Lie in the heathers woven to covers 
Sleep like a deadwieght fragile as feathers 

Drawn by another into each other 
Lie in the heathers woven to covers 
Sleep like a deadwieght fragile as feathers