You are now my brother
We share the blood that spills
Down across Stivey Pond
Through lavender you can smell the truth
It's due

You are now my lovely
Our time is all but one
Leaf that falls from dying oak
Autumn's desert, summer's cloak
As every season tries to swallow you
It's due

We won't be chosen through the aching sound
Of feeble bellied puppets hungry as the sawn
Rising till it's gone

We are now discovered
Hovering cloaked in air
Above the ground and under stairs
Breathing in the sweetened air
Through lavender you can smell the truth
It's due


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Stivey Pond song meanings
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