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Now I have your shoes Today I wear your old black shirt I have the things that I gave to you But soon I'll be ready to give them back Come and get them Shale-skin, salt-crown, slate-feather, corpse-down Stone-blood, flesh-bane, life-bone, death-vein, salt-crown Face the sunrise with eyes made of light Swallow the early song with eardrums made of the first sound Break the soft young earth with limbs made of the oldest stone Through our watery eyes, stone watches itself standing Alone, forever, against the flickering sky Through our watery mouths, stone calls itself by a new name Bones of the earth. Stone The bones call the stone by name, Crying, Come, old mother, and cover me. The stone shows the bones the way of the silent, lifeless salt crown The bones call the bones of the earth by name Crying, Come, old mother's father, and bury me. The stone shows the bones the way of the Ageless, deathless salt crown Now you've gone back in And I'll stay out with your bones, burned and ground to sand Keep watch with the faces you made with your hands But soon I'll be ready... no I'm not ready to give them back Come, oh come and get them From Letras Mania