Ouroboros - Bluejay

You brought a snake here

Looking for a trade

Ouroboros

We became

Ouroboros

Tail to brain

And she said to play the game

While the fairy’s on his knees

In the garden

In the seed we share

Telling stories in the trees

How you brought that man to his knees

So we’ll trade here

(a bishop for a rose)

Find me here

You called for a lyre

Be my Ghandi

Pay me for a rhyme

In the garden

On the old sweet hill

Cuz she said to play the game

While that fairy’s on his knees

Telling stories in the trees

How you brought than man to his knees

So we’ll trade here

(a bishop for a rose)

Find me here

You called for a lyre

Not my soul you’re after

Bite my tongue

Not my soul—you wait too long

Not my soul you’re after

I’m on my own

Not my soul—you wait too long

To find

Me

To find

Me

To find…

Not my soul you’re after

Bite my tongue

Not my soul—you wait too long

Not my soul you’re after

You will see

What you came for—it's not me