Behind the Veil - Mariee Sioux

On a hallowed wind

The song of a missing twin

I could have sworn that he’d be dead (laid to rest)

In a sweet grass and cedar bed (dressed in his best)

A child of God an ancient seed smile (all the while)

A Grief in exile

A Grief in exile

Grief in exile

Hold on tight and like a child

You won’t miss a beat you’ll just skip stones

A lioness and a coward

My power prowess and prayer

My truth feeding in the lair

Bloody paws mane of flowers

Our powers out magic theirs

Our truth feeding in the lair

So gather the necessities

For a ceremony, Oh life!

Only take what you need

And learn to give thanks for your time

Abalone shells sage and cedar

Tend to the coals that feed

Imaginations of ether

Beat with the arteries

That burn with a humble fever

Tend to the ones in need

Of an honorable griever

Bend with the corn and weed out

The creeping deceiver

All the while

Grief in exile

Hold on tight and like a child

You won’t miss a beat you’ll just skip stones

A lioness and a coward

My power prowess and prayer

My truth feeding in the lair

Bloody paws mane of flowers

Our powers out magic theirs

Our truth feeding in the lair

So gather the necessities

For a ceremony, Oh life!

Only take what you need

And learn to give thanks for your time

Abalone shells sage and cedar

Tend to the coals that feed

Imaginations of ether

Beat with the arteries

That burn with a humble fever

Tend to the ones in need

Of an honorable griever

Bend with the corn and weed out

The creeping deceiver