Bury me in Grindstone. Now that's a quiet place. My mind has witnessed magic in an unconscious place. What big eyes you have, I'd hate to see them cry. Hear the morning waves, a sound that crawls inside. Oh. Bury me in Grindstone. Now that's a quiet place. The ground will shake and tremble in forgotten ways. I am the land and I am the sky. I am the blood, the blood that flows inside. Oh I know that you are calling out to the sky. Oh Sweet Spirit, I know you're calling out to the skies.


from The Cottage, The Creek & The Spirit, released December 18, 2015



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