Talkeetna (Demo Version)
My love climbed up over me and Canada, back to where river and mountain coddle her. And cold ghost light besets the night and drives it out. My love climbed up over me and waits there now.
I chose, I let you go on alone, I planted my feet. But I’ll cut the roots and come for you in Talkeetna
My love shines up at her like a lighthouse beam. But it’s I, not she, adrift and I will lift over the seams. And a cold force spreading stars apart does so to hearts. My love shines up at her and could reach as far.
A rose, the wind your grace is in, it filled up in me, but I’ll cut the roots and come for you in Talkeetna.
I will hold you soon. You’re now eternal, too.