Crackle crackle

Break and

Pop

Smoke and

Bleed

Those grey

Exhales

You

Cruel

Cruel

Mother

Strong

Strong

Father
­
Brave

Brave

Sister

Dance that

Wicked dance

Of

Yours

Maybe I'll

Dance to.

Let me hear that

Red

Red

Rythym

And that

Black

Black

Tune

Maybe I'll sing

To

Speak those

Old

Old

ancient

Stories

Poems

Sagas

And

Maybe

Maybe

I'll speak those

Old

Old

Words

With you