Moss And Marrow

Joan Shelley

Compositor: Joan Shelley

And wish you well, my little darling
Wish you well where you go
Only mountains carry a worry
With a weight like that

Moss and marrow, flowers hidden
Lichen on an eastern side
Pulling through us what was once lost
To be laid in light

And boil the bones in the clear spring water
Bring that water to my mouth
Gonna lose my mother, gonna lose my father
And the child is gone

A beaten path where my memory meets you
In golden autumn evening light
Leaves enclose us, and turning takes us
From each other's side

And wish you well, my little darling
Wish you well where you go
I release you, I release you
To the wild open