Tarot · Track 17 · middle
The Star
RWS: a naked woman kneeling at a pool, one foot on the water and one on land, pouring two jugs, one great star and seven small above her, a bird in a tree behind. Keywords: hope, healing, renewal, the calm after the Tower, being seen and unashamed.
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Lyrics
The smoke is gone, the heavy stones are dust behind me I walked away without a single seam Just the cool dirt waiting in the dark to find me And the quiet silver surface of the stream I drop the ruined fabrics on the bank And step into the clearing where the lightning sank Pouring out the water, pouring out the well Emptying the vessels just to break the spell One great star is burning, seven smaller sparks Lighting up the edges of the naked dark I am spilling everything onto the thirsty ground To see what grows when there is no one else around My left knee on the moss, my right foot on the water It holds my weight like glass, it doesn't break The ibis in the branches watches like a scholar At exactly 3 AM, completely awake We trace a line from the yellow to the white Drawing constellations from the static of the night Pouring out the water, pouring out the well Emptying the vessels just to break the spell One great star is burning, seven smaller sparks Lighting up the edges of the naked dark I am spilling everything onto the thirsty ground To see what grows when there is no one else around Five streams into the soil, the rest into the blue I have nothing left to hide, nothing left to lose The sky is just a map we project our bodies through And I am getting used to this strange and open room... Pouring out the water, pouring out the well Emptying the vessels just to break the spell One great star is burning, seven smaller sparks Lighting up the edges of the naked dark I am spilling everything onto the thirsty ground To see what grows when there is no one else around One foot on the water One foot on the land I have no armor left I just have these open hands Pour it out Pour it all back in