Returning to Seed Songtext

von Ingrid Chavez

I will plant the seed of us
With the ash of a long winter.
I will exhale it all away...
And begin anew.

I'm going down,
I'm going under.
Returning to soil.
Returning to seed.

I don't know where I've been,
But it is not here where I belong.
So, I will sleep now
And i will dream of tomorrow

On the branch of the wild pear tree
He sits, a spangled starling.
Each morning I watch for him,
With the sun he comes with song.
In the breath that moves
Through wooden flutes.
In the sigh
Of the strings of a dilruba,
In the lament of a spanish guitar,
I remember
Here in the soil,
I remember who I am...
Here in the seed,
I remember

I'm going down,
I'm going under.
I'm returning to soil.
I'm returning to seed.
I'm returning to you
I don't know where I've been,
But it is not here with you where I belong.
So, I will sleep now and dream of tomorrow,
So, I will sleep now and dream of tomorrow