Light me a river of fire, aid my search for peace, I give my breath to fireflies Forbidden I've been to reach. Seek me in the trees, set my soul aflame, Take the heart within my chest, and then cast out my name Leave me to the animals as they run from torches bright and thus my spirit wanders; Cold now rests the night The evening sky is burning these bones are ashen black Night's now weary aching in patience does it lack. Though wounds are none forgotten My hands are tattered string, a tangle of the lost and found hung from tree tops in the spring, My life in half-truth dwindles My feet are set in stone harsh and bleak and barren And passing thus unknown.