Lyrics Peacock in the Tall Grass - Ice Choir

Peacock in the Tall Grass

His plumage deceived
My childhood dreams;
blue-green
Pulled by a thread
Through time’s riverbed, upstream.
And as I mend the seam, he spills,
Flesh to steam
How I would haste the patient days
To know your verdant lawns…
You flaunt your shine, so pavonine
But you run away, terrified
And now i cannot tell what’s your’s from mine
Or what i’ll find…
He thinks he is free,
But my shadow, it hangs in the reeds.
Once soft, supple limbs
Now taunt with attentive greed.
And now i want your head,
My quilled diadem
A conscience, struggling
Once-dazzled eyes, you’ve lost
The glow;
the beat
In self-deceit
You’d rather gag on the rime
Than share the hearth
And watch the cold retreat
Upon receipt
With readied blade;
my trembling future in one hundred eyes
Could i rewind, i would trade it all just to chase you through
Soft pearls of dew,
the warmth and hue…