As the cold comes to claim up I take the air and know your pink aroma And I should haunt your very vestibules And hover like the smoke over Tecoma If I could dive my hands
To the roots of your tallest trees And it was all I ever do And it was all I ever do Never feed from the hand Never beg, never stand on two feet I see your memory is starved and smell your history It doesn´t raise an appetite I haze the rill up with my steam, the fishes scream The lilies dream my eyes to black If I could sink my teeth into The dreams of ordinary people And it was all I ever do And it was all I ever do Never feed from the hand Never beg, never stand on two feet Now the fire´s come to reap
I´ve got to raise you from your sleep And speak the iron in my teeth and will I have a memory of soul Of trusted hand, of twining blood I have my step there at the top of the hill If I could hitch my hind To the wagon of sighs you get around with And it was all I ever do And it was all I ever do Never feed from the hand Never beg, never stand on two feet