Ghost Bees
Tasseomancy
shackles for bonesa clover for a better pair of clothesin the kitchen, she would read the tea leavesto understand the faithful hand of godshtetl-skinned and rosewood eyesan 18-year-old orphan bridea luckless man was made to fightthe czar's great wars with rash invitea dagger for impetuousnessa sword for disappointmentthe devil for poor influencea thorn for false importancebut who knew? who knew?the bitter lament that laid in that brewwhich nourished the fetus who dreamt and grewinto a young son who would be forgottencradle glass fallen, the swarm of a pogromwhen you wake upshe'll come runningfuss and furrowto her humming"mama, mamahear them, they're comingLetras de cancionesto burn our village down"the arc of a weddingthe arrow of sorrowthe basin that's brokenthe bull means to borrowa coffin, misfortunea cage of proposalthe fern sees an unfaithful loverthe owl is domestic failureand grief is the seven stars togetherso before you cast your stonesCanada is waiting for you homelook here, i see a boatCanada is waiting for you homehave you seen him lately?he's getting friendly with the land ladysend us word, you'll be coming here hastilyyou can't raise those children alonebut who knew? who knew?that bitter lament that laid in that brewwhich nourished the fetus, who dreamt and grewinto a dear young sonand grief is where she rests her hand nowand grief is what the father fed nowdearerst mother, wife of the Grandfather,how do we atone?shackles for bonesa clover for a better pair of clothesin the kitchen she would read the tea leavesto understand the fateful hand of god
From Letras Mania