Hold Your Breath

There's a river that parts the valley of this town, following the road up to your father's farm
 Your rosy lungs will empty on the day that you were born
 And no one thought you'd make it past the morning
 Hold...
 Your brother said your mother was a firefly you buried in the earth
 And every night the firelight warms the tender bits of skin beneath your shirt
 The climbing constellations move in semitones
 And sit behind the county line in the melody of gravitation
 Hold...
 Calling on the colours of the globe
 Sleep amongst the mango trees and poisoned oaks
 A flood for every footprint, for every mile we forgot
 Though your hands were little, we always?
 Hold your breath...
 The sanctity of soil
 Wandering roots and living oils
 Unions underground
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 All around, mountains like diaphragms
 The rhythms of a landscape that is breathing
 Hold your breath...