Artist of the Week - The Hare and the Moon and Alison O'Donnell - Lyrical Tease

Faces in the hedgerow 

Down in the Black Meadow 

Hear the North Wind blow 

Down in the Black Meadow 

Figures dancing heel to toe 

Across the Black Meadow 

One day we'll all go 

Down to the Black Meadow

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Artist of the Week - Rowan Amber Mill and Angeline Morrison - Lyrical Tease

A few choice lyrics from Rowan Amber Mill's contribution. (Title to be revealed at the end of the week)

The cold burns deep inside, reaching from another time.

Splinters slither in. There is bark instead of skin.

Married to the wood. This yoke is well and good,

to cling to from my arms, this meadow and it's farms.

And you can feel the hoards tether you,

and their twisted claws are now you

There's no way to escape the need for you to stay, as the meadow hunts you down.

A bramble from the bough, plants you 'tween the ground.

Clawing at the bone, for all that has been done