It’s in my belly it’s in my bones

It’s not my corner, not my cove

But with fain, you calm, you wove

It’s in my belly it’s in my bones

Though, I won’t see home till spring


I found my footing, I caw, I’ve sewn

Was sapped all sullen, won’t let love grow

Though with pace you sore, you rose

Alar our branches, unbend our bows

Nor find faucet, nor to flee


And I can hardly hold my seem shut to the sound of lurid sea

Comfort in the furrows, warn into the soil, thawing under autumn trees


Came loose from doubts recurring culls

With fern and copper woven groves, all remove and bare to load

And I held you nude in our rapt fold

Just to sleep with home to hold

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Furrows song meanings
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