Nina Hynes Nadir
Deep in to the soil
Dirt under your nails
Pale I was nadir
All was out of phase
Stop and then a start
Give until we break
Stole under your pillow
Saw that you were gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Hard a pill to swallow
A love that's more than yours
Greater is my heart
Than beaten off the course
Your believing mirror
You're my doubt
I soak up all the rain
So you could wring me out, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Down into the sorry
Song of bone and marrow
Born into the holly
Long of finch and sparrow
Sold a broken wing
Caught up in the harrow
Faroh heart I sing
Gather till we're gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone