Tortoise Psalm Video (MV)

The early morning stings
The light of love slips under me
And like the dust it brings
Shape to things from memory

I feel them near
How I need their fur

Now it seems
Off the road
Not today
Back to bone

The early morning stings
The light of love slips under me
And my words reach in
To the places I can't see

I feel them near
How I need their fur
I feel them near

Now it seems
Not the road
Dust in seams
Growth like mold