I watch the forest hold its breath
From the wire by the gate
Fern tips glisten on the slope
Like they know a secret name
Your shadow slips behind the trees
Small as a sparrow’s blink
And I hear the moss around you
Change the color of your grief
Briar by the hemline
Mud on your knees
Something in you opens
Where the branches can’t reach
Tamed wolves at the treeline
Quiet, close, and near
They keep the tender doorway
And they guard what hurts in here
You’re that strange-beautiful girl
Strange-beautiful girl
Briar in your throat, but you still bloom
You’re that strange-beautiful girl
Strange-beautiful girl
Wild little heart, I can hear it move
Your room is a hidden valley
Under blankets, under rain
Every thought a thorned bird
Every silence made of flame
You laugh and it sounds like rainwater
Over stones in the dark
Then the ache comes back in circles
Like a lantern in your chest
Briar by the hemline
Mud on your knees
Something in you opens
Where the branches can’t reach
Tamed wolves at the treeline
Quiet, close, and near
They keep the tender doorway
And they guard what hurts in here
You’re that strange-beautiful girl
Strange-beautiful girl
Briar in your throat, but you still bloom
You’re that strange-beautiful girl
Strange-beautiful girl
Wild little heart, I can hear it move
Let the cold wind name you
Let it brush and pass
You are not the nettle
You are not the lash
There’s a light inside the ruin
Soft as honeyed glass
And the wolves don’t want to break you
They just want to make it last
You’re that strange-beautiful girl
Strange-beautiful girl
Briar in your throat, but you still bloom
You’re that strange-beautiful girl
Strange-beautiful girl
Wild little heart, I can hear it move
I watch the forest soften
Back to silver, back to dawn
Chimes shake once in the distance
Then your hidden world is gone
