Includes early voice memos, demos and unpublished alternative takes.
red-winged painted blackbird swaying on a reed
swallow in the eaves
dropping like a fighter tipping on the breeze
red-winged painted blackbird spying from a tree
starlings on a steed
shimmer in the sun and scatter like the leaves
rain falls through the rafters battering the tin
bluebird coming in
gathered in her wings a shower for my sins
I dream of places I’ll never see by my will
skies only God can fill and grounds to alight and be still
blackbird with your red wing
dipper in the creek water to your knees
dancing on the stones and slipping underneath
dancing on the stones dancing on the stones and slipping underneath
Redwing