------------------------------------------- Twelve Thrones - Track 5 https://suno.com/album/9f0912b1-34f3-4b58-8f3c-3e367e5fd842 ------------------------------------------- Iron, word, and wound Leave it out, Brighid will come I walk the roads while frost is on the ground That dull old blade is leaning by the door Cold as a forge nobody's lit in years Iron remembers heat, and I am here Iron, word, and wound Leave it out, I'll strike it true A letter you wrote and then never sent A song that stops one line before the end Words you swallowed at the kitchen table I've heard every one, I know what you meant Iron, word, and wound Leave it out, I'll find the line You hang a cloth out on the line instead Of telling me the wound you will not name I'll pass at midnight, lay my hand on it By morning, tie it round whatever's torn Iron, word, and wound Leave it out, I'll mend it whole You've carried it so long, now put it down Give me the watch tonight, it's mine, not yours Go and sleep now, I'll tend it while you rest Nothing you've made will fail while you're asleep Iron, word, and wound Leave it out. Rest. Brighid's here.
