Lyrics The Bee Hut - Angie Hart

The Bee Hut

There is a dark place
On my friend Robert’s farm
That thrums
With the nectar smell of danger
A swarm of bees
Has taken over
A dozing old shed
And no one has the means
Or guts to move them
I think of slaughtered mycenean kings
Entombed in their brick hive
Glittering as they lie
Golder than honey
In the blood dark
Entranced my bare hand
Wants to plunge
Through the hole
Now a buzzing lethal
Highway in the shed wall
I love the bee hut
I love the bee hut
I love the bee hut
On my friend Robert’s farm
I love the invisible mystery
Of it’s delicious industry
But do I love
The lesson of my thralldom
To the sweet dark things
That can do me harm?
I love the bee hut
I love the bee hut
I love the bee hut
I love the bee hut
I love the bee hut
I love the bee hut
I love the bee hut
On my friend Robert’s farm