1. Enfolded

From the recording Reflux


Stand under lidless eyes, calls me through the dark, black as falling rain
This pounding at the door calls me in my sleep, ear held to the ground
Enfolded in your arms again
Eyes, the lights in the field, flowers in the yard, hold me to the ground
This pounding at the door, plant in blackest earth, haunted by the sound
Enfolded in your arms again