Mariee Sioux
Bundles
by lopsang
Tuning : Standard
Capo2
intro : Am / G / D /
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Oh, pick me up I m this bundle of sticks
Tied with the stems of clover and brambles
Oh, pick me up I m this bundle
Wrapped in shrouds of muscle
And patched with cedars and shadows
Patched for a million miles
Waiting like a praying mantis
To be found by a curious child
Those tiny ones with open-eyed wonder
Like the jaws of a yawning coyote
Or a cactus blooming early
(5)
And loving dawn like a mother
Loving dawn like a mother
And wishing that rain was the answer X2
(5)
And loving dawn like a mother
Loving dawn like a mother
And wishing that rain was the answer
And in curious jars we re a spinning n n n
(5)
Spinning, spinning, spinning into sickness
Spinning, spinning, spinning into sickness
And singing for stillness X2
Spinning, spinning, spinning into sickness
Spinning, spinning, spinning into sickness
And making up a still bed
making up a still bed
And making up a still bed
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So I m notching my spine with thorns pulled from your thumb
notching my spine with thorns pulled from your thumb
and I am swallowing my,
I m swallowing my bees down
I m buckling my, I m buckling my knees up
I m eating my own hide to hide in my own skin
I m eating my own hide to hide in my own skin
Till I am left a hanging
Upside down and draining
Like skinned does a dangling
From a hunters oak limb
Like my sisters those does
woven in red shrouds
Wearing bare ribbons
of tightly wrapped muscles
And bearing the burden
of being that gift from the forest
That turns humans wooden
when opened
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So can you, can you, can you tell me?
So can you, can you, can you tell me?
(5)
If it s easier to be emptier but lighter
(5)
Or if it s easier to be the lantern or the fire
(5)
If it s easier to be a lover or an echo
(5)
If it s easier to be the bull or the fighter
(5)
Or if it s easier to die by arrows or by tigers
(5)
If it s easier to fly by monarchs or by sparrows
By monarchs or by sparrows
(ou )
Oh, let me know
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And there s a grizzly bearing in me
There s a grizzly bearing in me
And in you and in us and in we
And in you and in us and in we
(7)
Grizzly paws hide me
Grizzly paws hold me
Grizzly cradles me
(7)
Raising my like an offering
Of a bundle of sticks to the sun
Of a bundle of sticks to the sun,
to the sun
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Now I m sewing, sewing, sewing medicine bundles
With grass threads and porcupine quills
I m filling them up with galaxy beams
And with all the stars you ve snuffed and all the ghosts you ve been
With every shape you ve morphed and all the trees you ve stumped
I m filling them up with all the blood your heart has pumped and pumped
And with all of the love that your mouth has rushed
With all of the voices that your ears have rung
With all of the life that your dirt has sprung
And with all of the magic that your gardens have grown
I m filling up these bundes with all the seeds you ve sewn, and sewn, and sewn
All the roots you ve webbed and all the wind you ve blown, and blown, and blown
All the roots you ve webbed and all the wind you ve blooohoo ouhohohooo
And I m filling up these bundles with all the twins you ve born
With every brother lost and all the organs you ve loaned
With every brother lost and all the organs you ve loaned
With every brother lost and all the organs you ve loanooohoo ouhohohooo
(like into picking)
So, pick us up we re these bundles
Tied with the stems of clover and brambles
Oh, pick us up we re these bundles
Wrapped in shrouds of muscle
Voilà pour cette fabuleuse chanson d une artiste exceptionnelle.
A écouvrir absolument !!
Si vous avez des critiques, n hesitez pas à me contacter à cette adresse :
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That s it for this fabulous song from an exceptional artist.
This is a must!!
If you have any comments, don t hesitate to contact me at this adress:
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