The Westering

by Wickerbird

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about

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This is a quiet post-script, long lost and forgotten in the frost.
This is motion rather than respite, expedition rather than stagnation.
This is a breaking of camp at evening,
the outset of a sojourn into the night.
Rather than flee the advancing Winter and return home yet unsated and fearful,
this is my embarkation into the yawning pines and the monsters that writhe within it.
Haunting, deathless questions of life.

This is the dying sun,
laying down in the west,
yielding to the night.
This is the beginning of a journey in the dark.

There are deeper woods yet.


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An EP.
Out March 26th.

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released 26 March 2013

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Track Name: Boreal
find me maple
build my yawl,
northern fable,
boreal


find me tallow
burn my shawl
they will follow,
boreal
Track Name: Hollow
follow me
into the hollow
i've found
somethin better

saw them
on my way to walden
wanderin through
the heather

follow the
nesting of the swallow
arrested for
the weather

saw them
in the fog departin
forts of straw
and feather



follow me
into the hollow
i am somethin
better

saw them
rollin logs from walden
severed from
their tether

follow we
the ones who wallow
in fancies of
the yester

saw them
in the garden stalkin
never knowin,
never


follow me
follow me
follow me
follow me
Track Name: The Harbor
take another step
i could know you
take another breath
i will hold you

i could own you
i will own you



take unto the depths
i will go through
take the wood i left
it will show you

i once told you
i was cold too
Track Name: The Westering
loose my moorings
the long night's shorin
for winter

through the pourin
my folly's forgings
have withered

down
from the pasture
the woodlings will gather,
out hither


the owl:
our pastor,
the pines all round her:
the scripture



thank god all she lost was rotten
ma fell in her wits besotten
traded all her dresses in for pennies



loot my quarries
for stones theyve told me
are precious


tell me stories
of hoary ghosties
all restless

down
through the rapture
the something i'm after
is estrous

the bear
the badger
will sleep in rafters
above us


thank god all you want is wanton
in our hidin' place forgotten
I'll keep throwing sorrows down your shoulders


thank them both me and my brother
runnin from the well midsummer
tumbled down; the hills drank all our water
Track Name: Fay Warer
sister molly
told me to run
so i ran so far away

heard them calling
and fled from the sun
in the dark it's all okay

fay warer
fay warer
fay-- look what you've done
and the bones in the ground
are just about gone


broke my bread
in caverns and coves
on tables hewn from stone

spoke in thread
i'm ever alone
and i'm yoked by what I've known

fay warer
fay warer
fay-- my only bride
we've not buried our blight
but it's time to subside