Whitewood (The place to say goodbye) Lyrics

I walked alone for days

Until my life went away

I held my brother's hand until the end

Counting my dry bones

Buried in sand

And with the sun

I spoke the words to raise the dead

I was the knife that tore the eye before I was the sky

Near the end of delight

You can bathe your dirty spirit in white

I will trespass over borders

Over lines

To the land made from white wood

The place to say goodbye

I was the knife that tore the eye before I was the sky