Tarot · Track 12 · middle
The Hanged Man
RWS: a man hung by one ankle from a living T-cross, serene, a halo of light around his head, hands behind his back, one leg crossed into a four. Keywords: surrender, suspension, the reversed view, the pause that reveals, a sacrifice chosen not forced.
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Lyrics
[Intro] [Verse 1] Grab the bark, my fingers strip The living wood, the sudden pitch I tied the hemp to my own left heel To see how the edge of the panic would feel The horizon flips, the sky is a door I cross my right leg into a four [Chorus] And the blood rushes down to the crown of my skull I’m suspended alive, the gravity dulls Don't cut me down, don't touch the twine The terror is a fever but the fever is a guide There’s a halo of fire in the dirt where I stare I’m terrified, I’m terrified, I'm breathing in the glare [Verse 2] Sixteen pennies slip out of my coat Dropping upward into the clouds like a stone Sinking into the blue, while I hang from the leaves The strangest damn angle that I’ve ever reached My vestibular nerve is screaming to right me But the shadows below are starting to blind me [Chorus] And the blood rushes down to the crown of my skull I’m suspended alive, the gravity dulls Don't cut me down, don't touch the twine The terror is a fever but the fever is a guide There’s a halo of fire in the dirt where I stare I’m terrified, I’m terrified, I'm breathing in the glare [Bridge] I could reach up and untie the knot if I chose My hands aren't bound, I just keep them close But if I stand up straight, the vision goes thin I need the weight pulling the shape from my skin Let the T-cross creak, let the rough rope bite [Outro] Leave me inverted to swallow the light I’m not a captive, I’m a lens Where the world breaks apart... I’m upside down. The sky is the ground. Don't cut me... Just leave the rope.