Only Stories - The Breath

We’re in the water

Faded shadows

Winter at my cheek

Fighting fliers

Flickered fires

Summer at our feet

Pieces of me, lost at sea, out on the tide

Hear the yearly wields of the wild

The only stories my mother told me

They’re only stories mo dhadaí left me

Only stories, only stories own me

Frightened flickers, stolen whispers, bathed in the dark

Clasp your hand in my hand, never wanting to part

Pieces of me lost at sea, out on the tide

Hear the yearly wields of the wild

The only stories my mother told me

They’re only stories, mo dhadaí left me

Only stories, only stories own me

Only stories, only stories own me