The Republic Of Wolves - For His Old Branches lyrics

There is a wheel that spins to keep the river flowing It runs a course between your eyelids and your aching jaw There was a bird that took your voice and turned it backwards He and the past were aiming arrows at your heaving chest You took a train into the mouth of all you hated Spent half an hour watching hope pa** through a window You've got that singing crown of thorns around your thick head You and the kid that you once were are fighting over it Then we ran down the river Van To the mouth of old Fenrir And he swallowed us up) I collected rocks, filled up my pockets And tried to swim across the stream I was told I'd be kept afloat By the ghosts of the hills that I'd flattened to get here Trusted a fiend and lost my hand My blood flowed white and filled the canyon And I saw faces in the leaves And they were preaching to me There is a tree you cannot cut He knows your name and all your fears You dare not lay an axe to his old branches They dug a coal mine by your house His yelling kept you up all night All of your friends got caught between his black teeth We left our shoes under the ground Tied yellow feathers to our arms And learned the language of the aching mountain But now went out west to try to build a better version of myself My iron tools got swallowed up by spirits I knew my head was inside out so I sold my soul to taste the clouds Ache from the trees started digging up the ground There is a thought you cannot shake of her asleep under the lake The ice is eating up the surface and you are the fish sleeping peacefully