The Bud and the Root Songtext
von Chris Hyson

Quiet as the night descends
Just as softly as your body bends
Folded milk and honey waves
All the silk and bone and butter shapes

Bitter leaf and pouring rain
Come sifting through the window panes

Press your cheek so close to mine
Taste the salt and sugar in the brine
Kiss the petal of your hands
So warm and wonderful
You only have
To be there


Oh love it is here
In patience, in tear
In wound and in fear
My love it is here

Oh its all in you
The ripening fruit
The bud and the root
You grow and you move
And you move
And you move
And you grow
And you lose
And you grow
And you move
And you bloom