Frozen Moor
Benjamin Francis Leftwich
Show me how I got here,
so I can plan my route.
Out over those branches
I've thrown down off my boots.
Only you
could tell me
the secret to my mind
is only me,
being ready,
to swim into the tide
that's coming in.
You know me brother.
All of my bridges have started to burn.
You owe me nothing.
Why won't you run with me
over that frozen moor.
I've been pacin' circles,
roaming 'round the street.
Waiting for that thunder
to hand you down your peace
All I need
is a promise
that if everything may go
you're the leaf,
my honest love for you
will flow and flow and flow.
You know me brother.
All of my bridges have started to burn.
You owe me nothing.
Why won't you run with me
over that frozen moor.
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