
Salt on the Skin
Verse 1 Sand cut with footprints Circle burned thin Sun on the blade edge Salt on the skin Smoke in my breathing Drums in the chest Something is chosen Something won’t rest Verse 2 Hands slick with offering Heat in the air Names turning animal Midway to prayer Teeth in the shouting Eyes gone white We learned the rhythm Before we learned right Refrain It wasn’t sudden It wasn’t loud Just a rule forming Out of the crowd Verse 3 Blood on the forearms Flies in the sound Laughter keeps moving After it’s down We call it hunger Call it need Call it the price For being freed Refrain Nothing collapsed Nothing was saved The fire kept breathing We stayed the same Outro Ash in the daylight Silence behaves The chant still echoes Long after the blade No one confesses No one pretends We carry the pattern Until it ends


