Moss & Marrow - Joan Shelley

Moss and marrow

And wish you well my little darling

Wish you well where you go

Only mountains could carry a worry

With a weight like that

Moss and marrow, flowers hidden

Lichen on an eastern side

Pulling through us what was once lost

To be laid in light

And boil the bones in the clear spring water

Bring that water to my mouth

Gonna lose my mother

Gonna lose my father

And the child is gone

A beaten path where my memory meets you

In golden autumn evening light

Leaves enclose us, and turning takes us

From each other’s side

And wish you well my little darling

Wish you well, where you go

I release you, I release you

To the wild open