Burrow from Banshee Blues by Gillian Stone

He said:

“Oh,
I was broken
when I came to you,
and I
could not be then man
I wanted to be for you.
I got roots, hell,
I got roots –
They wrap around
the center of the earth.”

He said:

“I am an animal,
A wolf
A bear
A flea
And dammit woman,
Don’t you dare put that trap in in front me!
And this is my watering hole,
My home.
Without it,
I will wither and die.

“But I got you,
I got you.
Oh, my love is careless
now I’m home.”

And I said:

I am a species,
A scent
A role
A memory
And I am going at this
all on my own.
And I don’t know
if I’ve ever had a place to call my home.
I will lay with you now,
but shortly I must go.

“But I got you,
I got you.
Come into my burrow
and be warm.
I got you,
I got you.”

I fear you’ll become careless
as the days unfold
as the days unfold
as my mind unfolds
as we’re folding and unfolding.

But then I got warm.

• Alternative
• ambient rock
• drone folk
• post-rock
• vocal
• Toronto