Black Sheep Rise

Ba ba, black sheep

what did the hillside keep

Under a bruised blue dusk on the edge of the lane you

carried the weather inside your coat like rain Wool full of winter,

wool full of names soft as a secret and heavy as blame

One for the hunger that lived by the mill

one for the mother who bent to the chill

one for the child with her hands to the glass counting the

clouds and letting them pass So give me the thread from the

dark of your side

give me the warmth that you learned how to hide

I see a whole kingdom spun into white I see lost hearts

learning the weight of the light

Ba ba, black sheep,

open the sky shake out the silver you've carried inside Three full

bags for the broken and brave one for the fire,

one for the wave Ba

ba, black sheep, sing through the cold spin little miracles out of

the old If sorrow is wool then love is the loom we

weave our way home through the hush and the bloom There was

a girl in the doorway,

dust on her shoes learning how silence can color the truth She

wore the night like a ribbon undone still she kept faith with

the shape of the sun You were the mirror with charcoal and

cream showing her mountains asleep in a dream Teaching her every small

fracture can keep a field full of mercy beneath what looks bleak

Not every dark thing is empty

not every silence is stone

Some carry shelter in secret some grow a garden alone Ba ba,

black sheep, open the sky shake out the silver you've carried inside

Three full bags for the broken and brave one for the future

we ache to save Ba ba,

black sheep, sing through the cold spin little miracles out of the

old If sorrow is wool then love is the loom we weave

our way home, we make enough room

Ba ba, black sheep

weave us home

Ba ba, black sheep we are not alone