I found it where the tall grass bent, where no feet had crossed the ground. A feather turning into leaf, an eye that opened without sound. It wore the green of summer rain, the copper stain of dying light. I reached to touch its shifting skin - it changed before my fingertips. I asked the wind, What have I seen? The wind said, Nothing stays between. [Chorus] Don’t name me - I won’t remain. Feather to leaf, wind into rain. Look once - I’m here. Look twice - I’m gone. I am the shape that keeps moving on. It borrowed antlers from the trees, a spiral from an empty shell, three drops of amber from the earth, and something I could never tell. I called it bird - it grew a root. I called it root - it learned to fly. I called it mine - the branches shook, and every leaf became an eye. [Chorus] Don’t name me - I won’t remain. Feather to leaf, wind into rain. Look once - I’m here. Look twice - I’m gone. I am the shape that keeps moving on. No cage. No skin. No word to hold me in. No god. No ghost. I live where forms come close. [Final Chorus] Don't name me - I won't remain. Feather, leaf, bone, rain. Look once - I'm here. Look twice - You looked away.
