Woman is a Tree

Blow, winds, crack your cheeks
I can't feel a thing anymore
I'm superior mother I answer the call
There is not other I capture the fall

Down to earth I sink
Every night I hear falling birds
They crash to the pavement, they're crushed under foot
All the beaks, oh the asphalt, I can't bear to look

Harbour in your heart
Oysters, shards of glass from the sea
My blisters are burst where my scales used to be
I foam at the mouth, carve an axe when you speak

Woman is a tree
Tenderfoot and peerless arrived
Oh my darling is dripping in sequins and milk
The fur of a fruit bat, our limbs line the fields

Woman is a tree
Livid hero, I am here
With deluxe understanding I'll shelter your soul
Sister of mine you will never grow cold

Woman is a tree
Man a clinging vine on the branch
The voices of children are heard on the hill
My heart is at rest now and everything's still