Tongue-tied歌词-Emily Portman

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Tongue-tied, I am bound

To weave my words with thistledown

Sickle moon on the moor

Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw

I dye a thistle thread

Red for my mother's tongue

Mother's words made scavenging birds

A wish for a daughter, not seven sons

Brash words, a shower of stones

Drove seven princes from their thrones

Mother's words, the seed of me

Now I'm tongue-bound, tongue-bound 'til they are free

I dye a thistle thread

Green for the woods where I make my bed

Where the ravens sing, the ravens sing

"Free us of our weary wings"

They sing

"Weave and spin, weave and spin

Seven shirts for Raven kings

Bite your tongue, swallow your tears

Tongue-bound, stitch-tongue for seven years"

I dye a thistle thread

White for the tears I will not shed

Pale fingers, worn red-raw

Red for the tongue I move no more

Tongue-tied, I am bound

To weave my words with thistledown

Sickle moon on the moor

Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw

Tongue-tied, I am bound

To weave my words with thistledown

Sickle moon on the moor

Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw

Tongue-tied, I am bound

To weave my words with thistledown

Sickle moon on the moor

Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw

Tongue-tied, I am bound

To weave my words with thistledown

Sickle moon on the moor

Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw

Tongue-tied, I am bound

To weave my words with thistledown

Sickle moon on the moor

Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw

Tongue-tied, I am bound

To weave my words with thistledown

Sickle moon on the moor

Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw

Tongue-tied, I am bound

To weave my words with thistledown

Sickle moon on the moor

Turns thistledown silver and fingers raw