#boneflute

Holy holy holy, Lord-- My bones cry out, my hollow bones Over my bones You are a bitter wind you make them ache with angry sorrow, let me alone let me mourn my own unholy let me mourn with hollow bones, let me cry i, i am unholy Upon my sorrowbones You are a crushing torment Sound and resound: that heavy Holy Holy storm, you splinter my bones cry out angry, cry out lonely hollow, now all longing You break my bones with longing, now Lord make me a bowl, fill me with holy holy holy