here the grey border dips into the forest of the night
And the weight of the light, heavy like thunder slips away
Down there the coal dark enclasp
Treading sing swimming among the dripping stones.
Around the ferns are spinning gold and green galaxies of memory
And those deep pool storms of grieving among the living and the dead
Out from there comes a song, singing.
Beyond the named things and the certainty of the striplight
I found you keeping your secret.
I found you were speaking to my heart and your mouth never moved.
Truth cannot speak but in green words, it gives birth to dances and universes.
Alone there I pray to bend my ear, right down, to hear the original songs
Adapting their calculated standards into a raw, live setting, the radical UK folk duo rework six highlights from their spellbindincatalogue. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 7, 2022