A Rush Of Blood
Lyrics © Clare O’Brien

The boy inside the waterfall
Shakes the river from his skin
Rounds up all his scattered beasts
Takes them where the air is thin

The song behind his willing throat
Drapes a blanket on the hill
The deluge cools his burning face
In ecstasy he drinks his fill

Taste the rain he swallows
The river follows
Taste the pain he swallows
The river follows

under and under and under…

The sleepless music gathers pace
Herds the notes he counts like sheep
Curls and stretches like a whip,
Flings them down along the deep

Blood sprays from the music then
He sinks his teeth into the sound
The song dissolves in chaos when
The beast goes underground

Taste the flood he swallows
The music follows
Taste the blood he swallows
The music follows

and then he….

And the trees are my broken bones, he said
My broken bones

Taste the flood he swallows
The music follows
Taste the blood he swallows
The music follows