Hunting My Dress Jesca Hoop

And the tall trees all have fell down
And they scattered seeds on the ground
And one is lost and one is found
Water is moving underground

When I was a young girl
I would sleep in a tall tree
On the down of bending boughs
And from the mount of his shoulders
I would traverse the valleys
Through his dusk and dawning eyes

"I will let you in," said the doe to my arrow
"And you will wear my bones and my skin"
Hunting my dress
Love is ruthless

And in a nest from the forest
I would carry an ember
And with a burning heart, we'd walk
And when he asks me to rest with him
I would lay down my fire
And in that heart, we'd sing and talk

I am a raccoon and you are an owl
I will run from you in the mid of night
And we will strike a truce in the billowing tower
And we'll eclipse the moon with our firelight
Hunting my dress
Love is ruthless