Cohawkin Road - Wovenhand

Hidden inside him

Music in the dark

This conquering kindness

To all in his quiver

Burdened hard on the road

By law all are wounded

That you may know

You may know one another

She looks for me in picture

Oh my brother’s keeper

In picture worn smooth

From hand to hand

A quiet unlearning I had forgotten

To control the tongue

I do now remember

Do not all step to the end of dreams

Down piano wire

They will leave the lips

Of everyone’s desire

In the cold comfort

Of winter on winter

Swinging mood

Swinging mood

Quick round every turn

Within your frame, my sister

They are endless three

Yet in the mirror of the knife

I see only me

Do not all step to the end of dreams

Down piano wire

They will leave the lips

Of everyone’s desire