https://sandybigara.bandcamp.com/track/blackened-bones
So I felt a song and had to get it out.
This is for the burning earth, the koalas, the animals, the plants, the sacred spaces burning up.
This is for the spiritual ones, those who have held space for this land as it is consumed but not destroyed by the fire.
For the Volunteers who have manned shelters, donated food, water, clothes, times and love.
This is for the custodians who danced under the smoky skies to ask for help, to lay themselves bare and call out as one.
This is for the Firies who are laying their lives on the line minute by minute. Bravery in the face of the most aggressive and wild flames.
This is for the people who have been displaced. For the lost homes. For the memories, photographs, toys, clothes, chairs, kitchen tables... that will never be seen or felt again, only in memory.
And this is for those who I have forgotten to mention.
Downloadable Track https://sandybigara.bandcamp.com/track/blackened-bones
Blackened Bones
In the very heart of me,
In the eye of the storm, I see
Changes
(wait)
When the moon is high,
The sky full‘clouds, and little me
Changes
(wait)
Ooh Ooh Ooh
Changing
Ooh Ooh OOh
Changing
(wait)
(wait)
Feel your soul rise, up
Feel your heart fill up
Feel your feet walk on
Feel your hands hold on
(wait)
Rising sun, on land undone.
Scarred like blackened bones.
Running hands along me now
Goddess becomes Crone...
Rising sun, on land undone.
Scarred like blackened bones.
Running hands along me now
Goddess becomes Crone...
