Tule - Mariee Sioux

Even though we sleep like ferns

I still feel like I’m gone for good

And even though we sleep like ferns

I still feel like I’m gone for good

I still feel like I’m gone

And whether it’s the anther, python, panther

They still breathe hard wind

Hard wind, hard wind, lumber and blood

Hard wind, hard wind, who has the guts

To spill them, spill them from way, way up

Well we’re just floating on our backs

Tea parties underwater

Summer’s made of salt, swimming until

We dissolve

Into the sweet eye of the storm

And we are here, we are here, oh

Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin

Forever naked, forever waitin', forever loved by the water

Swing with me softly, pull me up closely

To that neck that smells of pine trees

Smile that reminds me of shelter

Oh can’t we cling like magnets?

Muddy dirt road, sleet and snowfall

The time we spent up north is made of good

Made of good

But there’s a dog decoy of Tule

Drifting out of reach

Please wait, please

With me, Tule, oh Tule

Pretending to be drowned

How long can I hold this breath?

I’m dangling my arms

Buoyant body

Becoming the greenery

Until I am here

Until I am here

Oh

Forever naked, forever waitin', forever loved by the water

Swing with me softly, pull me up closely

To that neck that smells of pine trees

Smile that reminds me of shelter

Oh can’t we cling like magnets?

Muddy dirt road, sleet and snowfall

The time we spent up north is made of good

Made of good

And I was visited by the water snake

I was visited by the water snake

She looked me over, I was shaken

She told me in tongues of wings

In a language that sounds like the rustling of leaves:

That the Lord’s been, Lord’s been eating again

So go on, go on, take my heart wind

This last old wild thing that’s blowin'

With good dreams, wood beams, good good good good good things

With the smolderings of love and armor

The smolderings of love and armor

And seeing the scene, being the bean, oh

Seeing the scene, being the bean, oh

Seeing the scene, being the bean, oh