You came in wounded, with fire in your bones—
One eye watching, small as a shadow, fierce as a queen.
Old lady baby, thief of food, heart of gold,
You laid your head on my chest, and I became your home.
You came in wounded, with fire in your bones—
One eye watching, small as a shadow, fierce as a queen.
Old lady baby, thief of food, heart of gold,
You laid your head on my chest, and I became your home.