Sunday, September 12, 2010

The Brier

I walked alone in a foggy morn looking for a hand to hold
Your eyes were bright, foxfire light glowing in the shadows
You held out your hand
And I took it happily
I wrapped myself around
Your finger dutifully
But as the sun rose higher
The fog turned into fire
And you ran, you ran away

Whither blows the wind, there shall I have already been
And that which is beautiful, shall I have already seen
Hoping to feel
That all-consuming flame
I followed you blindly
Through the tempest and the rain
But you led me to the slaughter
You were the fairy-queen's daughter
And a huntress all the same

Cast your arrows, they wound me not
For I am made of stones
My weakness is but water
That in between them flows
A hundred thousand lands I've seen
They all have come and gone
But now I'm trapped beneath your spell
Just like a baby fawn
Caught in the brier
Caught in the brier

I knew that if I shone bright enough I could break your spell
But every word, every deed, every thought didn't do so well
I sang to the stars
If only I knew what to do
Or give of myself
To gain favor from you
But your soul is a well
That I could never fill
Though I poured myself in just the same

Your eyes flash with a golden light
To melt this heart of stone
Into broken sigh teardrops
That like a river flows
Tinted red from the hungry thorns
That thirst for blood drawn
So strike at me now, my love
Just like a baby fawn
Caught in the brier
Caught in the brier

Caught in the brier

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