Lyrics:
Meet me by the coppice stool Before the sky takes back its jewels Bring your life of memories Before they sink into the seas Snakes are coming
Meet me by the coppice stool Before the night takes back its jewels Bring your life of memories Before they sink into the seas Snakes Are coming
their ears Faceless scrumbled charcoal smears, oh dear Through the coppice and the chaparral The thickets thick with mold The bracken and the brier
shout and hazel coppice snare Taking time to lay an egg and rest upon it there If all the winter's bitter shriek was bottled up and sold I buy it for
pussy or she’s crack She’s Willlow Use me for biomass Coppice me like and Alder tree Why not plant trees I asked the women Let’s plant trees And the women
summer Solstice On House Arrest 6 months Ago Slowed my trapNgrow shit Don't ask how long Cause I don't know Shit-8 (Beat drop) Slight coppice Sum L's I had
dip; ousted; always on merry way Ventured into desirable wilds Coppice of old, the millpond so cold Case for traversing perennial road Its natural song
coppice It's something deliberate, I'm right where you want me Paralysed and petrified at the southern city limit Dressed in a surgeon's gown I become
avarice for meaning By the heirloom of light Remaining path is molten The life line shines red Like my rancor Slash through the coppice, silencing One step
from me And I wake up in a coppice And I'm looking through the trees And I realize I've been dreaming I've grabbed onto the reins There's no direction I
running, the coppice needs a-burning The bushes all overgrown I hear the distant thunder, so I decide to duck under Because I’m too far from home The trees
to the nurse’s office These words burning you like you’re a coppice Glitch glitch Fucking glitch Glitch
I leant upon a coppice gate When Frost was spectre-grey And Winter's dregs made desolate The weakening eye of day The tangled bine-stems scored
distributed He will go inside Having just fed a human It's time to go outside Pulling into the car park Ticket is displayed Walking around the coppice Both
deserves a fresh start Burn the land, clear the coppice Cut down trees, open the forest Time to bring secrets back into the light Bring them into the light
each loss With honest words I'll hold firm Accountable for these very wounds Torn from skin the beast within Emerge triumphant Time to coppice, it
I leant upon a coppice gate When Frost was spectre-grey And Winter's dregs made desolate The weakening eye of day The tangled bine-stems scored
it covered the land and remained The ambient air saturated with silence Which escorted that sudden raid My path becomes densely grown Coppice is
I leant upon a coppice gate, when Frost was spectre-gray, And Winter's dregs made desolate the weakening eye of day. The tangled bine-stems scored
like a mindless clock like thunder and I recall the moment that the coppice became a golden glade, my eyes went wet like rainfall So go and berate us,
To obey if they should call for me Holly wood grows beneath Raise the coppice of the trees Suddenly the season breaks And the rule is changing hands
through the woods, Before they planted the trees. It is underneath the coppice and heath, And the thin anemones Yet, if you enter the woods Of a summer
round and asked what they could My baby found alone in Coppice Wood Framework smashed and the wiring gone Now my hope's on par with none Taken one night
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