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Bright Underwing

from Invisible Threads by Helen Bell

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Is the day over or is it beginning?
Bright underwing, bright underwing
Among the old stones given back to the moss
And a memory of rain in a distant park
Sending our smudges and chimes to each other
Bright underwing, bright underwing
You give me back parts of myself that I’d lost
Bright underwing and a song in the dark

And how dare we take joy in a low sun brightening feathers
As if ravages and cataclysms might be disowned?
But while we still breathe, and while we rage and while we grieve
We must hold these things close against our bones

The colour of eels paints the sky by the water
Bright underwing, bright underwing
Down in the kelp forest strange currents pervade
And now we know time can’t be taken by force
We are all growing in sparks from each other
Bright underwing, bright underwing
You send me back bits of the world I mislaid
Bright underwing and the scent of the gorse

Round comes the dawn chorus too soon after sleeping
Bright underwing, bright underwing
Then it’s back to the bats in the last evening glow
Now the clock is just songs trailing out of the sky
And oh no we shall not get out of the river
Bright underwing, bright underwing
The fish are insisting we owe them our toes
Bright underwing and a sweep of high cries

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from Invisible Threads, released October 27, 2021

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Prog/folk/pop singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist specialising in viola and keyboard instruments.

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