Tourmaline+Gold from ++Altars++ by Painted Honey

Tourmaline+Gold
Should I lay my palms in the earth?
Should I lay my hands in the ground?
Open heart. Open throat. Open earth
What will I find? What will I find?
What will I find?
Black wells. Black wells
black wells
Ride ride ride
As I go deep within
Heart of my heart
Bone of bone
Blood in my mouth
Star in the stone
I am a slice of flesh within the edge
I hid my fetch down deep within the hills
Within the hills. Within the hills.
Within the hills
Ride . Ride. Ride
Black wells
We are intertwined
Woven fine
Raven
Crow
Tourmaline
You draw it down
I pour it out
You weave it through
I sing it true
Old old
Old
Old
Old

• Folk
• New Orleans